You turn away
Don’t you
Embarrassed
You don’t want
To be associated
With those harsh
And bigoted
Points of view...
Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Thursday 29 November 2018
Wednesday 28 November 2018
Sons
You can remember the past, perhaps not quite so clear, but you do remember, don’t you, you do remember overheard conversations:
They’ve no right being here
Bloody students
Who do they think they are
They’re not like me
Me
I’m an ordinary lad
But I’ve got a language of my own
I’ve got my own identity
For sure it’s true
Some of me mates have shaved their heads
A sort of socially implied tribal-bonding...
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They’ve no right being here
Bloody students
Who do they think they are
They’re not like me
Me
I’m an ordinary lad
But I’ve got a language of my own
I’ve got my own identity
For sure it’s true
Some of me mates have shaved their heads
A sort of socially implied tribal-bonding...
To read the rest of this page, or indeed the whole thing, you can go to Amazon by clicking here
Tuesday 27 November 2018
W Spa
Gentle, peaceful
Warm summer
Except
Yes, except that I remember
That poem I wrote
About a striped wasp
And today
For this the last poem
I am surrounded again
By wasps
Warm summer
Except
Yes, except that I remember
That poem I wrote
About a striped wasp
And today
For this the last poem
I am surrounded again
By wasps
Monday 26 November 2018
Hairdo
I put one step
In front of the other
The morning sun
Warms me
The blue sky
Soothes me
Earlier I meditated
Listening to Quietude
In front of the other
The morning sun
Warms me
The blue sky
Soothes me
Earlier I meditated
Listening to Quietude
Sunday 25 November 2018
English Summer
It is a few weeks later
The first two cricket test matches
Have been won
The football season
Has started
But not with quite such good results
The summer does continue
Butterflies
Meander through the garden
Autumn is a good way off
Yet we cannot stop ourselves
Preserving jams in preparation
The first two cricket test matches
Have been won
The football season
Has started
But not with quite such good results
The summer does continue
Butterflies
Meander through the garden
Autumn is a good way off
Yet we cannot stop ourselves
Preserving jams in preparation
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