Wednesday 20 April 2016

5 Senses To Deceit

Longing for the taste of a new lover's lips
Gazing upon their silhouette as they undress
Craving the scent of their freshly showered skin
Aching for the touch of their gentle caress

Hearing their partner's key in the door

Incongruous

Glinting sunshine off clear rippling water
Competing with the aroma of a burnt out wheelie bin
Delightful birdsong celebrating April's colour
Competing with last night's discarded beer cans
Deep azure cloudless skies overhead
Competing with flying winged metal trails at 35,000 feet
Sun becoming stronger as the days grow longer
Competing with bare chested males with ferocious looking dogs
A field of beautiful horses, bay, grey and brown
Competing with passing speeding exhaust fumes
Beguiled by nature and all it's enduring loveliness
Betrayed by humanity and all it's flawed ugliness

Wednesday 6 April 2016

The Workhouse Door

Dignity signed in and left at the door
Of the 21st century workhouse
No name needed now
Just another body
For the modern day masters
To control, to denigrate and humiliate
Not all in this together
One rule for one
Another for another
High visual segregation
Of the old and the new
The have unions
And the haven't a clue
Exploitation of the vulnerable
The know no betters
The honest and hardworking
The beaten generation
Many worse off
Than their fathers and mothers
They toil in hope
Of better times
A change in luck
A change in governance
A reversible change
From the march to madness
As they retrieve their dignity
From the workhouse door