they used to love me here
but now they cannot utter my name
my picture is up on the wall
but all is left is the frame
Category: Poems March 2020
Roads Are Bare – Thursday 26th March 2020 (Aged 45)
roads are bare
anxiety and tension
fills the air like clouds
roads are empty
people are scared
They Are Not Heroes – Written Wednesday 25th March 2020 (Aged 45)
and when you realise
what rights have been stolen
will it be, ‘blitz spirit’
or just the blitz less golden
we militarise these events,
People Say, Be Kind – Written Friday 20th March 2020 (Aged 45)
people say, be kind
because,
they do not want to challenge
all challenge is deemed too intense
emotional avoidance
sign posts them to the path of least resistance
I Tried to Trace It – Written Sunday 5th March 2020 (Aged 45)
i remember,
‘way back when’
when we were miners
mining for conversational gems
Out of Breath – Written Sunday 15th March 2020 (Aged 45)
here we are,
the government cannot start the car
it planned for power,
but now power has plans for them
a real disaster,
that raises the skirt and lowers the hem
We Live In a World Where The Shepherds Rule- Written March 2020
we live in a world
where the shepherds rule
because,
they herd the sheep
who doff their caps
to the shepherds
Workshop – Written March 2020 (Aged 45)
i am in a workshop
using tools
to sharpen my edges
because kindness
and softness was not enough
Who Is The Real Snowflake Generation? – Written Wednesday 4th March 2020
who is the real snowflake generation?
the young people,
embracing diversity and change
or the older generation,
who want to fight a war once again
They Weaponise Our Language – Written Tuesday 3rd March 2020 (Aged 45)
too careless to care
they have weaponised words to use
they fired off those phrases
and in the crossfire people are caught