I’m on a Tory diet, counting out the beans, the smallest cheapest loaf, a slice for the weans, biscuits to crunch, fill the tummy. Now there’ll be no more, worst of fears, they’ve shut the Food Bank, Oh! my dears, they’ve served us for years, dried our tears. ——- I’m on a Tory diet. Caviar… Continue reading The Tory Diet
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Enough!
Where in the foggy state of politics is the misty figure whose job is – to swarm over our crucial credibility? Each step of disastrous politics, each step of disastrous climate , each step of callous dealings increasing the pace of poverty, drives us further and distant from our path of democracy, the common good… Continue reading Enough!
Autumn
Dappled light, Autumn angled plays over my path, golden leaves litter the ground, crisp, crunching as I walk in the fading light, awed by nature’s bounteous praise of decaying foliage that has striven to provide the plethora of berries that call waxwings, thrushes, warblers and jays. Squirrels come for the nuts that litter the colour… Continue reading Autumn
Why Forgive?
I studied the news and the weather forecast and felt my heart hurt with the pain and loss, sought to make a prayer that thought of hope and found it hollow, echoing in a vacuum. —– I looked in the bible for words to help me and faltered over the words ‘love your enemy’, and… Continue reading Why Forgive?
Love is:
He takes my hand so lovingly, curling his fingers around mine, as if t’were a treasure of great price, and I hold his in mine while memories of that first fragile touch of nervousness. ==== Love can be worn thin like ice, a place that snaps easily and falling far through the fracture often floundering… Continue reading Love is:
What if the Rain had not come?
What if the rain had not come like Ethiopia, Kenya, Somalia too desertification, dying animals, crying children, folk emaciated, and still the silent sun shines on drying, heating, carbon fuelled. —— What if the rain had not come? The reservoirs emptying still and the cracks in the ground widening and spreading like a pain of… Continue reading What if the Rain had not come?
Budgets Kill
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
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