it was an audience –
of the dissatisfied
the not sure,
the people without a voice
the young, some of whom giggled
the old, who felt we still had a chance
Category: Poems March 2013
Maybe You Could Hunt Foxes? – Written Monday 18th March 2013 (Aged 38)
i will fill in boxes
maybe,
you could hunt foxes
find a pack of dogs
and then a horse
one who is willing –
to obey your commands
Socialism Has Become a Dirty Word (Originally Untitled) – Written Monday 18th March 2013 (Aged 38)
i realised that socialism –
has become a dirty word
like, ‘fuck’
but if there is a trend to buck
It’s Not Good Enough – Written March 2013 (Aged 38)
i listen to people
and i am deeply moved
others,
who have climbed ladders
or hid under the covers
Jigsaw Pieces (Originally Untitled) – Written March 2013 (Aged 38)
fall apart –
in jigsaw pieces
heart and soul feeling
paint,
all my ceilings
I Am Prone to Veering off Course (Originally Untitled) – Written March 2013 (Aged 38)
i am prone –
to veering off course
and,
you need a steady –
boyfriend / partner / husband / life partner!
Abnormal Gems (Originally Untitled) – Written March 2013 (Aged 38)
to find a way forward
i could keep –
on this course
(of course)
Pursuit of Youth (Originally Untitled) – Written Friday 8th March 2013 (Aged 38)
the pursuit of ‘youth’
when it was there
it was pushed away
in favour of being, ‘older’
Mum is With Me (Originally Untitled) – Written Friday 8th March 2013 (Aged 38)
mum is with me –
on the journey to work
she never saw the camper van
but that is where i distill the hurt