Sustainable Solidarity

Nations are only good for war,Parties good to divide and split.Until we work together as one,the Same will occurthe Always will stay,And only The Few will profit. ***** Short and bittersweet this week. I’ve been immersed in politics and reflecting on the phase our society is in. This would be what has been termed “DisasterContinue reading “Sustainable Solidarity”

Angel Squad 2: Whack-a-mole

Back without any demand whatsoever, it’s the Angel Squad featuring Mikey and Cam. Please note that angels are not particularly left-wing as that would mean they would perpetually fly in circles not getting anything done. (Obvi) Also they are unlikely to speak like actors who have escaped from a Guy Richie film so, and IContinue reading “Angel Squad 2: Whack-a-mole”

United Not Divided

Divide Defied Decide What side Desist Resist Insist In this Divine Define Refine In time Inside Refind Remind Our kind Relate Innate Debate Our fate Reveal Unseal Unsee We’re free Our Fight Our Might Our Sight Unite! Video version below:

Angel Squad: Angel Management Services starring ‘Mikey’ and ‘Cam’

When the world becomes a Monty Python sketch… I tried my hand at comedy writing this morning. I was actually in the most opposite of moods after hearing about, sorry I can’t even say his name, that bloke over there who somehow is in charge of the USA, the appalling and horrifying bile-dripping, hate incitingContinue reading “Angel Squad: Angel Management Services starring ‘Mikey’ and ‘Cam’”

No more time to change

Tuesday in November It didn’t rain. The line between cold and hot, lonely and mocked, was paved over without a sound. It was a Tuesday. It was a clear sunny day, just over four degrees. When the ozone layer dislocated its joints and stretched into oblivion. It’s tireless work ignored, without tears, the ground belowContinue reading “No more time to change”

Wake

Normally I am Little Miss Hopeful, relentlessly optimistic about humanity and our future. Some days, days like the day I wrote the first “movement” of this poem, drops of despair and confusion trickle through and for a while it becomes that much harder to find the light. I wrote Wake after reading my morning news,Continue reading “Wake”

Enough

Enough. Enough, haven’t you got enough stuff Haven’t you filled that gaping hole inside Haven’t you stymied that gnawing lust and pride? Enough. Enough, don’t you realise you are just not that tough? Haven’t you softened just a little bit Haven’t you fed all the demons in your deep, dark pit? Enough. Enough, can’t youContinue reading “Enough”