Mobile loans…. spend them before they fly away
Mobile stones…… they may be tortoises or are you the sorcerer’s apprentice?
Mobile bones…..very painful if your skull leaves your head
Mobile gnomes…. they come at night to move your pens,phones,keys etc into new places
Mobile moans…. someone is hurt.Go out and see or ring 999
Mobile combs..I bought 24 and still I can’t find one
Mobile dome…. when the Cathedral is not good enough
Mobile loam….. a bag of compost
Mobile tome….. a large book flung while angry or amused
Mobile gloom….. when bad moods are passed around a group
Mobile tune….. it’s me humming
Mobile news.. ……….pocket radio or an atmosphere covering all the UK with horrible tales about the Government
Mobile shoes…. when I am asleep one crosses my room to annoy me.
Mobile views…….when you keep changing your mind about political events
Now I’m feeling kind of numb on this January day
The darkness came down sudden and I feel it’s here to stay
Shall I make some tea and pretend that you are here
I’m naked like the wood underneath that swish veneer.
I’m feeling kinda nothin’ now the melancholy’s gone
Should I be doing something that will give me, like, some fun?
The silence is not threatening, but neither is it good
Did you ever wish that you weren’t made of flesh and blood?
I’m feeling so damned stupid for falling on my back
My shoulder was in agony and there’s whiplash in my neck
The doctor, he injected me, but he said it’s down to luck
He may have missed the mark, he says,I wish I’d said,oh feck
Apparently the elderly are not in much demand
I heard a sorta whisper as my head went in the sand
We must keep the silence or we’ll frighten off the young
They don’t seem to notice but the cat will lick my hand
I didn’t know how old I was till the clock flew off the wall
Isn’t it uncanny what you see before the Fall?
Are you feeling amiable today?
The cat plays with the tortoise in the hay
The snails have hidden as it is so warm
They are praying for a thunderstorm
The dog’s tail wags, the beetles do not stay
Busy with their work down in the clay
The children skip and say their ancient rhymes
As once I did myself in Northern grime
The parents try to hide their feelings dark
Hoping for some help, some little spark
Children come back in to have their tea
The ginger cat is suckling progeny.
Back and forth our lives are woven so
Pray that nothing breaks the threads of gold
Blind sight scattered my wits Like whitened bones Across the deserts of my mind. I descended into darkness.
Love shrank into the tame cat By the fire,unacknowledged hate Grew to fill the room. I stared too much. A full stop grew gigantic Crowded out All the words in the sentence I saw nothing but this dot Now a gigantic black hole Into which I was dragged.
An energy coming from within my own head Sucked me into the black hole. That place was the wrong sort of darkness.
Within that full stop, Love Fundamental became invisible. Disappeared into the dark.
I dragged my eyes away And saw the moon appear,so eerie, It shone,grey silver.
If I had opened my eyes wider I would not now lament What I destroyed in the wormhole Of the black dot that drew my eye Into a tunnel of darkness
It blinded me to the light Did not let me read the sentences Beside the full stop.
An error of focus left hate Unacknowledged,unmitigated, unredeemed, Kept from love or goodness Afraid to spoil my love with hate, The fear of hate became That which spoiled all else else, By freezing Love itself.
To fulminate against the hands of fate
To vent our anger on beloved friends
Will not repair our ills and our mistakes
But may bring friendships to a bitter end.
For who are we to know what is the best?
Who are we to choose when loved ones die?
And do not think this is a needed test.
As if on us God wastes his time to spy.
Once we were a joining of two cells
The lively sperm, a salmon riding high.
The egg awaiting without need for bells
Is fertilised and grows that which shall die.
Astonishing that we should live at all.
Unsurprising, that a loved one falls.
Exhibiting their humility and pride
The trees stand tall, the branches float relaxed
The buds look full, they open,coloured, shy.
Nature unfolds slowly.does not “try”
Takes its needs, field lilies pay no tax
Exhibiting thus humility and pride
We find our place, our gifts are not denied
The holy candles glow above their wax
The buds look full, they open,coloured, shy.
Society is liberal.what a lie!
Who whacks the homeless and the poor,oh, tact
Exhibiting their blindness and faux pride
Jesus did not speak when he was tried
God was blamed when nazis tortured,racked
Still the full buds opened,coloured, why?
.Europe struggles on from its last Wreck
We ruined half the world, oh nuclear smack.
Exhibiting dumb humility and pride
The fruits look ripe yet rot before my eyes
Oh,Stan is feeling happy. His wife has gone away. She’s gone out to Australia She won’t be home till May. Oh,Stan has got a mistress, She lives next door to him. She is very curvy. She won’t go to the gym! Her first name it is Annie She loves Stan and his cat. She wears far too much makeup. Her cheeks are very fat. She wears bright coloured stockings. Her handbag’s apple green. She wears a dark red jacket, In case she meets the Queen. Stan loves Annie dearly. He loves his wife as well. What will be the outcome? I’m damned if I can tell. They’ve been in this threesome For twenty seven years; Even though Stan’s mother Said it would end in tears. Mary is Stan’s wife They only had one child. Her name is little Lyra. and she is very wild. She looks quite like a tiger Her eyes are very sharp. But Lyra’s a musician. She plays an Irish harp. Stan wanted more children But Mary went off sex. She never let him love her Except via a text. She called him her sweet baby. She called him “little lamb”. Stan gets very angry. For Stanley is a man. He wants to join with Mary Like couples usually do. He wants to unite with her But she always has the flu. Now she’s giving lectures In the southern hemisphere. So Stan makes love to Annie And swigs ten pints of beer. The cat Emile is watching. He keeps a daily log. Stan has bedded Annie Right there on the rug. He’d vacuumed it that morning To Emile’s great surprise. The antics they performed on it Have opened Emile’s eyes. Now they’re in the kitchen To microwave a meal. Then Stan says to Annie “I like the way you feel.
Art by Katherine
After church on Sunday Mary wanted to visit Stan , her dying ,beloved husband in the Rehabilitation Unit where he had been sent recently by a strange physiotherapist [instead of to a hospice?
He was unhappy as the diuretics made him pee even more often than he used to do and he got very worried about it because his bad heart made it extremely hard for him to walk.
When she went into the 4 bed ward she saw Stan sitting on his chair without any pyjama trousers on even though it was visiting time from 3 to 8 pm.
Why has he no trousers on?
Mary asked a nurse angrily, her blue eyes full of unshed glistening tears which almost washed off her turquoise mascara and made runnels in her honey beige foundation by Remmel of London ,Paris and Auschwitz
He keeps wanting to go to the toilet so it’s easier for us all if he has no pants on,the nurse told her haughtily.He’s on diuretics,you see as he has water in his lungs and other inner organs and the water has to be removed from his body
I know that.What about the lack of dignity in baring him to the world,Mary enquired softly yet piercingly her eyes dripping tears again.
Dignity,what’s that? the nurse said insolently.It’s out of date like suits for men
He is just a pest. And old men don’t deserve any attention.We are tired of them.They should all die now.That’s government policy too.
Emile who had hidden in Mary’s old,but good olive green Radley leather handbag let out a sound like a banshee in Cork or a demon in a nightmare.
The nurse looked as frightened as a gypsy in a train to Poland in 1941
What’s tha noiset? she whispered to Mary behind her hand.
It’s probably Satan coming to say ” hello” to you as you seem very wicked to me.
Mary informed her politely yet honestly in her Northern way.
Oh my,what shall I do? the nurse asked in a trembling voice.I am so upset now.
You could try reading the Ten Commandments,Mary riposted jocosely… if it’s not too late.
Or recalling the Golden Rule………
I’ve never heard of the golden rule,said the nurse.Is it a measuring instrument of some unusual type?
Yes,in a sense it is,Mary said.It measures us by our compassion towards others.And you seem to have none for Stan.Can you not imagine what it’s like being a man sitting half naked in a public room with no recourse?
What’s a recourse,Sheila, the nurse, asked her thoughtfully,Is it a garment like a dressing gown?
No,it’s a a source of help in a difficult situation.It’s a remedy or an option
I have a higher degree in nursing,Sheila boasted stupidly.
I don’t care if you have ten doctorates in nursing and philosophy,Mary cried.It’s what you do and say to the patients that counts.And going to an evening class in English would do you no harm.Your vocabulary is limited,to say the least.Words are useful whatever job you do.Or even if you are unemployed it helps you deal with bureaucrats
Oh,dear,said the nurse,I am sorry for being so thoughtless.I am always thinking about sex,love,Putin,my boyfriend and my clothes instead of the patients.I see now I have fallen into evil ways and hope I can improve my behaviour and speech
You have been cruel, said Mary.And seeing my aged husband like this is breaking my heart.Although it was cracked already
She went over to Stan whose face was almost black, [when he was normally beige] and sat by him.He fell against her bosom hungrily.Alas it was not for erotic reasons.His blood sugar was only 2 and his BP was 60/40.He was dying there with no trousers on and with no-one but Mary to help him… and Emile, their small intelligent black cat ,of course.Unfortunately Emile’s trousers were too small for Stan
.Mary wrapped a bath towel around Stan and held him in her arms.
Stan tried to speak but Mary could not make out what he was saying.
Tears ran down her beautiful oval face and dripped onto Stan’s head.
I suppose one might say it was a kind of baptism by love.
Now Stan will be entering a new dimension and will be given a new and better name by One who cannot be named here.But you catch my drift?
Soon Stan collapsed, his face went even blacker.Only then was he sent to a real hospital with full equipment.He died, looking happy, the next day.His last words
“So many lovely friends”
Emile was crying on Mary’s lap.
Don’t worry Emile.He was very unhappy.
So am I, Emile wept
Then Mary wept herself.
What a pity Emile is a cat and so cannot embrace the person he calls “Mother”
Judgement is mine says the Lord
Though He is a total Mystery to Humankind
A brown study
old-fashioned a mood in which you are very involved in your own thoughts and not payingattention to anything else:I could see she was in a brown study.He sank back on his pillow and fell into a brown study.
Morale of the workers is lowered
by tales of accountants and lawyers
triumphantly finding new ways
of helping the affluentto evade
the normal tax payments
Morale is crucial to any nation undergoing a crisis.
Recall the“We’re all in this together spirit”of the war years.
But now,it’s disheartening for the 50%
living on less than the median wage of about £25,000 per annum
let alone those just above it
to read the stories of “Grey areas”
,”Charities” set up from which they take just a “low” wage.
To come through a crisis
We need to feel we are all working
And living together.
And we need to acknowledge
Very many people work full time
And are still in poverty..still needing Housing Benefit..
so we are subsidising the firms
which employ them on low wages like this.
Yes,the poor children do feel the cold,
They do indeed feel hunger.just like you and me.
And they do worry about parents whose hope
Is to win the Lottery.
Those children feel emotions just like all children.
Alienated now,we’ll not have too many chances
To grab them before they take to drugs..crime
We are all in the same boat
But some are taking up more of it
And we want to know why
The body’s own soul is the face
Which often is lit up with grace.
So I was gentle when gazing
On you when embracing.
And took care in your sweet sacred space.
They say my television is too small
It’s only19 iches wall to wall
But if I get a larger screen
I won’t watch porn, it makes me scream
I guess I’m nearly ready for the Fall
Seeing whips and gags and ropes
Was it wise we sold our souls?
Where is tenderness and care
Where the mystery de rigeur?
Imagination’s left with little scope.
I see the prices are now low
£200 for pick and go
The top brass hypnotize the mass
As I sit here feeling mad
I taught a few to think but it’s so slow
Well now the aerial will not work
A gale blew off the very top
The trees are frantic in the wind
Mankind commits its bitter sins
As God bleeds with the dying and rhe shocked
You were sitting in a chair beside your bed
You were covered at the top but were bare legged
Your face was black, you fell upon my breast
I thought you must be feeling quite depressed
But the oxygen was lacking in your blood
The sugar too was sinking in a flood
I had to help them get you to lie down
Put a glucose jelly on your tongue
I think you were resuscitated then
The ambulance had come as fast as death
They took you off to hospital ,oh God
Your lungs were floating in your precious blood
Do not let them take your dying souls
A rehabilitstion unit holds no hope
The place for passing over is no gym
They made you exercise your fragile limbs
I’m sorry I was ignorant and lost
But I was with you when you died at last
I noticed the people who are more aware of the reality of the condition are not the doctors or nurses but the people who do humble jobs
In nurse led unit, they had to wait till 6.30 pm to call 111 for a doctor
so when he got pneumonia it was 10.45 pm when he got antibiotics 12 hours
after I could see he was very ill
There is a place for exercise but it was not appropriate here.In fact they killed him
which may have been a good thing given the settings and desire to stop old people
filling hospital beds when younger people may need them
He died in A & E so would not appear in their statistics!