Timeless memories of days that mould our families, and friends come round for a coffee and a chat. While, the insistent echoes of government tell us what they want us to hear and what they wilfully want to do. And ——————————- so many hugless months have slowly palled and painted faces with sadness and tears… Continue reading 2020 Slaughter
Month: October 2020
Children Drowning
The child gripped her father as the waves bounded over their boat, and beneath it too. Lifting it high only to crash it down into the cold, cold waters of the North Sea. The salty sea water soaked her hair, her clothes and slowly the dreadful, creaking carcass of wood cracking, and groaning; split, and… Continue reading Children Drowning
Death to the Rainforest
The engine broke the silence as it burst into life, then plied its way through dirty plains pulling up to gaze at towering trees alive with bright birds’ chattering and calling in alarm at the gruff roaring of the massive monster rolling towards their roots. ======================= They flew in consternation away from the trees making… Continue reading Death to the Rainforest
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The Butterfly Effect
The butterfly floated thru’ the feathered branches and silently shimmered against the darker bark. ‘This is good, so good,’ said God and delightedly called other butterflies of diverse hues into life. ————————————————— They created a cloud of colours brighter than any rainbow, pale as sunlight on snow as they trickled together through the tousled trees.… Continue reading The Butterfly Effect
Crooked Leadership
Accountable? me? Please, don’t be daft, The sun shines out of my smiley mouth, my empty eyes twinkle like sparkling stars, my baffled brain works to shadow my hand. ————————— Why should I be challenged and accused? Why should you tell me that I am wrong? When will you understand that I am a person… Continue reading Crooked Leadership
Not the National Health Service
They clip along clinical corridors and treat the tedious and the tragic, each one reaching beyond their limits so that each one has hope. =========== Enclosing, muffling masks cover their sympathetic smiles, then it’s visors and space suits and visitors unwelcome, and the space is sanitised. =============== Theatres meant for healing lie empty, panicking… Continue reading Not the National Health Service
The Prisoner
as someone else charts her child’s precious years
Darkness
What happened to darkness? Was it where the bogeyman lived, the dragon under my bed, the time to touch, to tingle and enjoy a sweet sexy snog? —————————- Or was it the deep dark where callous criminals took advantage and left a small voice crying, terrified of the call ‘lights out’, well used by a… Continue reading Darkness