Don’t look at me that way,such looks can kill

Or fill us full of shame, against our will

As a child I knew looks such as these.

And other ones much worse that made me freeze

I wished I were a cloud that might dissolve

But then who would destroy our several selves?

I see the need that’s snails have for their shells.

Thus accidentally crushed too near the well.

We cover our own eyes but still that gaze

Eyes like daggers tempt us to our graves

Be strong my soul for human hate can sear

I will feel the pain and still be here.

And yet how tender are our human hearts.

If they harden  then the sentence starts.

That is the road to death and it is broad.

I must seek and find the hidden road 

Like coloured visions of the ocean bed

Thought, the vision of the inner eye,
Peers behind the mask of mundane view
A choosing from the symbols that come by
So into meaning many words are fused

Thought to me is vision without words;
Needs silent presentation and review.
The words translate the images that surge
Then fall back to the ocean where they grew.

Like coloured visions of the deep sea bed
Where fishes reel and dance, where life is new.
What we mean with difficulty’s said
Yet evocation summons it to view.

Let my words evoke love deep in you;
Answer me with many kisses new.

Wool   blend = 10% wool
Wool rich-         40% wool
Real Italian wool= 29% wool
A touch  of wool for comfort =1%
Very warm coat = 0% wool

When I see in marks and Spencer’s that a coat has got a touch of wool for comfort I know it’s not going to be a hundred percent wool like theirs used to be. But is it worth having 1% 5% or 10% wool?

I think if you are 50% wool it’s tolerable for winter. But for a real warmth you need about 80% wool

I think it must be two expensive so we are all now wearing fleece and other artificial fibers and it makes me wonder why we do not have fur like other animals do.

When we became human at what point did our fur disappear?

In some ways it’s a good thing because it’s very nice if you can afford to buy clothes made of natural fibers of beautiful colours etc but it’s also means you have to wash them

If I’m feeling irritable I get angry when I see these labels especially a touch of wool!

Momentous changes stunned the British ” lords”
Deceived by numbers and the usual polls
We deprived them of their powers and of their voice

They thought they had it fixed, we had no choice
The game changed when the young demanded balls!
Momentous changes stunned the British lords

Now they scurry, looking for new words
Their script is finished, gone their hateful goals.
We deprived them of their powers and of their voice

Now a new play starts and they run scared
Our politics is not for them alone
Momentous changes stunned the British ” lords”

The referendum made more racists heard
Since the Brexit vote, the people groan
We deprived our rulers of their powers, their voice

Now the truth is out, the cover’s blown
And Europe laughs to hear our “rulers” moan
Momentous changes stun the British hordes
As we cook our burgers on these flaming coals