I bit into my chocolate, and the thoughts began to percolate. I tasted the milkiness and bittersweetness and sighed and cried inside my body – where the need’s nourishment not this punishment as the weak, hungry child in my mind’s eye dies. —– I do not mean to deride the pride we have in our… Continue reading Tears
Tag: Covid19
Terror
I wake, in early hours with gloomy meanderings. A spiky virus wanders through and I watch it despairing that it will ever quieten and agree. Then a forest aflame floats searing my vision, cresting the wave of self destruction as each carboniferous death of a carbon absorber. —- I slip sleepily into the comforting sounds… Continue reading Terror
The Truth is no Truth at All.
The Truth Really Hurts
It’s not time to ring in the truth because it hurts.
I have been scalded by the truth as it works into
my gut and leaves the guilt lurking nauseously,
clinging to my brain until I am rendered a kindly
repentant soul again and say those words so very
hard but oh so very healing and achingly appealing,
‘I am so sorry.’ I did wrong.
Yet he clings to his lies and dominating ties to the
powers that abuse and misinform, misremembering
the things that happened, recorded in the press and
filmed for the television, so a mission for omission is
pressed ahead so that he can fib to avoid the gibes
of the journalists, newsreaders and nervous onlookers.
He stares and stumbles and cites, ‘We did not do right,’
But he did wrong, so we long for him to be gone for
we wrote it in our tweets and it was heard in our claps,
cheering the NHS as people sowed up their curtains to
make PPE and masks while doctors and nurses sickened,
and without the cover caught the dread disease, and died.
Companies offered to make them double quick but he
said his friends would do it better and some would
arrive from China, but now he says he lied for there
was always enough PPE for everybody. But sound out
the nurses barely breathing on ICU, staff battered as
Covid19 prowled and used the lack of protection to
pollute and pick its victims, and so the fit shouldered
the burden til exhaustion and poor equipment and a pack
of Shylocks, as well deaf ears to the knocking on the door
by the wise, wilfully ignoring and saying they were boring,
failed to save their nation by isolation, and blocking
the locking which soon was clocking deaths in their
thousands. He gambles and it’s a shambles as he still
rambles on til thousands upon thousands died and now
people stumble through the night of their pain seeking
operations, chemo and the right treatment for other
diseases because they just wanted to ease their minds
and behind close doors grumble and mumble over the
rising tide of anger as they feint and paint their actions
like children who cannot face blame, so they shame
someone else and fail to tame their own greedy eyes
and those of their mates who got special rates so that
My Winter in Summer
I heard the crunch of tyres on the stony ground still, as it stopped on the grassy verge and outpoured chattering children and gathering grownups. Nearby the yapping of a small dog, running freely amongst the cars disturbing someones quiet moments, and threatening to knock over the frail taking a walk in the afternoon sunshine… Continue reading My Winter in Summer
The Virus and World Domination
A fiercesome thing is lockdown, it growls around us like a roaring wind, that tears the fabric of lives apart and turns the hope of Spring into a winter of depression, and a lesson that sows seeds in a nation that seeks to avoid exhalation of drops of a virus; that violently takes from us… Continue reading The Virus and World Domination
Then, Now and Tomorrow
I sat beneath the boughs of a tree, once, and watched the crowds go by. Dressed warmly against the cold, bright coloured scarves, boots and shoes, and even sand- als displayed beneath shorts of a wry hard man, displaying his hairy legs and muscles against the hoar, raw frosts on the brown, bare, sleeping,… Continue reading Then, Now and Tomorrow
Anti-vax
The brutal bombs pounded the city, shrapnel flew and pierced each animal, plant, person and planted in each the determined hatred of the violence of warring sides. === The doom laden bang lit the sky, fear filled canisters exploding, threaten lives, homes and hearths of thousands of throbbing hearts. ==== The sirens screamed their warning.… Continue reading Anti-vax
Help! Look what’s happened!
O phial from astra Zeneca we adore you, the first drops made in Europe delayed by ports and threats and paperwork. Millions more expected, so they say as they sit around a table and nod their heads with Eton wisdom, while thousands and thousands and more sicken daily, and a thousand and more die from… Continue reading Help! Look what’s happened!
Oh the Children!
I was a hiding again in the cupboard, they had started again and the grinding hatred was spat out in words and then he hit her, over and over. I heard her moans and then screams and then all went silent and I’d wet myself again. ================ I stayed still and silent hoping that he… Continue reading Oh the Children!
2020 Slaughter
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