Main course
Lamb in flurried soap with vegetables
Beef zrumplings in fear of red onions
Eggs died grey with tame rice in cheese sauce.
Eggs au Fevered Bible
Pasta with green grass and layman.
Pork crustaceans in onion gravy.
Pork pie and Screaming Salad.
Stake and Fiddly Pies plus pease pudding.
Snake quiche with springing onions and roaming radishes.
Plain lasagne with no vegetarian.Black pepper and mustard free.
O Chamber pots we needed you
when we had an outside loo
We kept them underneath the bed
Never used mine,but I could.
The toilet was in the back yard
For seven of us it was quite hard
My brother used to stand outside
Before his long tough cycle ride
Hurry up I’m late for school
Drink less tea you are a fool.
I don’t want to drink that tea
It’s just that mother forces me
A boy could do it in the grid
It might offend almighty God
Girls it’s it’s hard when you must bleed
Going outside in the freezing cold.
The Lot of women has been marred
I see the napkins looking charred
Mother had a bigger pot
I guess she had to wee a lot.
In the morning they were washed
That’s the end the topics wuashed
Daddy where were you when I was sad
I bought you Woodbines in Mather’s corner shop
I carried your boiled egg with salt on plate
You lay in bed adorned with wreaths of smoke
Uncle Herbert died when I was five
Not many of Dad’s brothers left alive
But Bert was old and all his children grown
He lay inert, the coffin dark, the stone
I saw yours and Grandad’s too, the oak
The Cemetery filled with men and broken hearts
Baffled grieving we would love seek
And for Mum’s mother’s grave, we tried to look
We too will lie gently in the earth
In communion with our parents ,love and birth
The spaces once held sacred are destroyed
Like Salisbury plain where sheep could safely graze
Now for soldiers use and practice Wars.
The Bedouin who inhabit deserts cry
The Negev is no longer a free space
The places for creation are destroyed
Before the birth of Christ, they wandered by Their little tents and camels no disgrace
Deserts are for practising new Wars
To shepherds and their flocks we say,Good bye.
The land is used for shooting, so debased
The places for creation are destroyed
The Lamb of God is fined and unemployed
Search for peace, be treated with distaste
Deserts are for practising new Wars
Of the Spirit, is there any trace
As the Lord God turns away his Face?
The spaces once held sacred are destroye
Now for soldiers use and Final War.
Copyright@Kathrerine
Flattering kidneys. Bladder and kidneys
Over active diagrams ⁷. Overactive thyroid gland
Repression is good for your soul,…confession
Bird had flown…… Acute coronary syndrome.
Can’t attack….panic attack
Too much of men…. Too much adrenalin
Brought his own… cortisone
My brown skits……..migraine hurts
The cello has a tender singing voice
Allows the feelings which we cannot say.
Among composers, Bach would be my choice
The cello sings rich lyrics with her voice.
Rostropovich , Prague ; he wept of course.
Soviet armies marched, the Czechs were flayed.
The cello has a sorrowing truthful voice;
Speaks our feelings when we cannot pray.
How my heart sings 