Category Archives: Poetry

Cat And Mouse: Shadorma

CAT AND MOUSE

Let’s not add
Views about gender
To the mix
Relations
Are so complex already
And besides we’re drunk

Compartmentalisation

COMPARTMENTALISATION

She often posted
On Facebook
On Twitter
Apologising

For not going
To meetings
Or rallies
Or protests

Opposing
Climate change
Decrying
Carbon footprints

Sadly she had
To stay home
Looking after
Her five children

Darkness

DARKNESS

Whenever
Eclipse is total
I retreat
To the sky
Close all the doors and windows
And watch the clouds

Dissent Is The Only Decent Response

DISSENT IS THE ONLY DECENT RESPONSE

I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
This world is run by lies, by greed and fear and trickery.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
Everywhere is conflict, bigotry, racism and sexism.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

“They’re changing guard at Buckingham Palace –
Christopher Robin went down with Alice.”
“The life of the poor and the life of the Queen
When looked at in contrast both seem quite obscene,”
Says Alice. “I may know, but I do not approve.”

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This is part of Reena’s Exploration Challenge #108

The Rainbow Trail: Shadorma

THE RAINBOW TRAIL

The pilgrim
Walks an ancient way
From the root
To the roof
The stars above are within
The journey a breeze

Genocide: Senryu

GENOCIDE

Awakening is
A slow and cloudy process
Let’s hope we have time

Poet As In A Mirror: Tanka

POET AS IN A MIRROR

Inspire me please
Saying the unexpected
Revealing your deeps
Encouraged by your courage
To write something worth reading

The Daily Round: Shadorma

THE DAILY ROUND

Cliff hangers
New every morning
Is the love
Open eyes
Rein in those expectations
Moment by moment

The Mating Game: Senryu

THE MATING GAME

They drew their pictures
And once so armed sallied forth
Obliviously

Least Said, Soonest Mended

LEAST SAID, SOONEST MENDED

Out to lunch
(Noblesse oblige)
Mind idles in neutral
While away across the way

One there would now and again
Share with her lunch companion
That currently displayed on her phone
… Almost like having a conversation

While at his own table
There is at its best at least
A certain level of idle chitchat
He even joins in occasionally

In between attempts to relax
All the tensions in his body
Eventually at last it’s all over
And he is able to walk away

What a relief!

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