Category Archives: Death and Dying

To three of my friends the willing the courageous warriors

To Ann to Kat to Lash Three willing warrior souls Nurses with dispositions With totally leaning roles Whose eagerness to serve to care, to love, really to be Totally dedicated to work ungrudgingly The nation is in lockdown Such violence … Continue reading

Deena

Don’t pain yourself By how you feel My darling sister I can reveal A humbleness a tranquility That feels like it’s washing over me. A journey beckons, and so I Have integrity, and I can fly Unsullied dear by those … Continue reading

Clutching at straws

We sit together Whilst all around The crackling heat The dry parched ground Such bad theatre No dialogue The final curtain Perhaps the dog And the primates cower The Indigenous too The tragedy Is coming true Impersonating The acrobat The … Continue reading

ROOPKUND LAKE

In the Uttarakhand state of India Thirty feet wide and six feet deep A high altitude glacial lake exists At the bottom of mountains steep In 1942 a British Forest Guard Stumbled on the lake and took a look The … Continue reading

Those poor pigs

A farm in Wales That truly pales Into neglect and horror they Extinguished the good And so rarely should Have created a life A meaningless place A senseless cell Filth and disgrace Bedlam and a chaotic state Unruly and lawless … Continue reading

Grenfell

Seventy two souls Came back floating Grenfell must have happened two Years ago There but for the grace of god The story true A fire washed everywhere Wiped out floor after floor The cladding there Was a death trap Not … Continue reading

Julian

Skulduggery exists The perfidiousness creates The frame-up of the century Such Hypocrisy conflates Truthfulness and honour With the sanctimonious way Of misquoting and misinforming And making people pay Inventing pure falsehoods Wholly insincere Betrayal and duplicity So prophetic and so … Continue reading

It’s coming to binefar in Huesca

In pursuit of profits Whilst relinquishing good sense Filing away compassion and the real suspense A slaughterhouse is coming And death trusts everyday 3 million pigs will be slaughtered Every year or so they say Increasing up to double that … Continue reading

The silent scream

The last soliloquy At a point Of lesser evils than before A balladeer of ocean currents A sonneteer of expressed fear Landed from a net of nylon Packed in ice and thrust upon A fine display of ocean fishes But … Continue reading

The sickness of ocean users

We have seen the beginning How long to the end The emergence of madness The countdown my friend The embryonic nature of man The light of day And our wonderful plan The end time is coming Hearts ceasing eyes closing … Continue reading