Blue eyes sunk in a worried face, dim with the ache of hunger, closing to hide the horror of cruelty in power and control. —— Brown ones too in the faces of children understanding that they are voiceless and that loving adults voted for —– this annihilation, bold policies that take their food, warmth, their… Continue reading Budgets Kill
Month: September 2022
Truss the Tory way.
The butterfly spread its wings, as the sun rose late, the scent of honeysuckle fills the air on Michaelmas tide, alighting to drink the sweet nectar it floats in my sight, chilling my heart as the Autumn’s reign’s diminished. —— Swallows and sparrows soar and chat as their nestlings feed on the whining insects, while… Continue reading Truss the Tory way.
Climate Crisis Floods
The water soaked into the earth, cooling its parched throat, dripping through the crooked cracks and pooling in the deep, dry depths of the soil which drank it like a sot. The clouds hovered nearer and more rain poured down, filling the rivers, the holes and still more and some more. The people watched it… Continue reading Climate Crisis Floods
Empty Earth
He stood, sentry like, part of the desertified landscape, and watched a small cloud on the horizon, willing the curving shape to bring salvation to his people and then saw it melt away. The moment gone. Still, he stood in the shade of the hostile sun. ——– She watched the food plants lovingly sown shoot… Continue reading Empty Earth