Poles Apart

                     I

May made a snap call for Polling Day,
time to mark man’s hard won right,
women’s even longer fight, for that
fiction called Democracy. Cast away!

Candidates call from opposite sides:
Strong and Stable, Fairness for All.
Empty promises, sit on fences,
fiddle expenses.  Brexiteers collide.

We’d rather vote for TV stars,
sports personalities, latest evictions,
B list celebs (ignore their convictions).
So we got Trump and risk a war.

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Here & There

Here: morning rush hour, stand still,
bands of lorries, cars, vans,
red lines, yellow lines, white lines,
zebra crossing.

Red lights, green lights, flashing lights,
triangular, square and circular signs,
speed limits, no right turn, warning
horns.

Radio 4 recycles the news, challenges
views, racing tips, thought for the day,
drizzle due, masking trails of jetting
Jumbos.

Traffic wardens fix fines, quick snaps,
take notes. Take care, look both ways,
beware, road closed, road rage, road
hogs.

Double Deckers tear down twigs
bulging bikers shoot ahead,
showing off, big miles per hour
horse power.

Giant trucks trumpet and growl,
hungry for fuel. Road works,
traffic cones, concrete, piled up stones,
cats eyes.

Metal box masters slump and scowl,
sat navs plot predictable paths
as dead-end careers slowly
snake.

Close by, apps-laden gadgets lie,
devour invisible missives, urgent
action due. Or join the queue to be
deleted.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There:  smiling Samburu range free
shiny muscles, red wraps, beaded
bracelets, braided hair, embrace life’s
cycles.

Groups of kudus graze on grass,
young lions creep up, quickly seen,
their not-yet-prey dart away in all
directions.

A wart hog family scoots across,
eagles glare from regal arcs,
talons poised, patrolling thermal
highways.

Feathered warriors rifles at ready
guard guests from scary raiders, laugh
as baboons scramble and bark,
tails back.

Gangs of giraffes stretch up to tease
tongue-tied leaves in rolling jaws,
swaying necks, creamy nets of crazy
paving.

Tourists stalk in jolting jeeps,
snap away, scan digital display, seek
longer lens, faster flash. Spot leopard.
Stop!

Elephants flap vein-mapped ears, chew,
flick, swish and sway as a satellite
slides beyond the blue, collects their
signals

downloads and draws habitual tracks,
creating corridors, defending fences.
Scientists and Samburu will see them
saved.

 

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Drawing the Line – How I Felt about Going Fishing

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Recently I had the pleasure of spending a few days in the wilds of Scotland, celebrating a friend’s 50th birthday. One afternoon a group of us went out on a boat to see the scenery and hopefully spot some seals. Fishing was an added option. I found the experience quite thought-provoking. …

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Jungle Book – Well Worth Another Look

Jungle Book 2016How many of us have fond memories of the 1967 Disney film animation of Jungle Book? Lots, I suspect. I certainly do. Even with my dreadful memory I can still conjure up images of Baloo performing ‘Bare Necessities’ and Kaa’s hypnotic ‘Trust in me’.  So when I heard there was a new version, part of me wondered: why? But as I love animals, another part of me couldn’t wait. I wasn’t disappointed. …

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CATS: That Memory

 

CatsAfter a gap of 30 years I wondered if I’d enjoy seeing the famous musical Cats as much this time round. I saw it in the early 1980s and it was a very special night out. The show was a huge success. Its first run in London lasted 21 years and it was a long-term hit on Broadway too. Over the years it has been performed in many other countries, been seen by more than 73 million people, and won many awards.  Now it is at the London Palladium for a short and final season. I had organised for 14 of us to go to a matinee. Would it live up to my memory? …

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