Famlaaah

She was all
brrap brraap braaa
And he was all
fine fine fine
Where she
melted air with her glare
He was
still cool serene
Her
high pitch siren alarming
His
Warm bass tone disarming
She was all
face in your face to face
As he was
Warm smiles and space
A tuneful duet
Mighty reflection
Power ballard
Of loves
Of affection
She was his yin
He her yan
Lighting their little home
Bright with elan

2017: January Pre-Mourning

The night before the work starts
Our streets echo with lone travellers
This night of cold clear dread
As the new year shakes free
Of it’s champagne and fireworks
A mighty muted still
Fills up the dark

And in the raging dreams
Of all these people in their beds
Uncertain and alone in today’s cold sleep
Questions of fragility
Feed our hunger for dread
Spoiling this last bedtime
With what tomorrow brings

Outside in some dark corner
Of a Southern London home
I ponder how few deaths make many mourn
The slaps of conflict beat
Fresh tears from more bored eyes
Yet each hour too much life
Is bled and crushed in horror

For one more year has come on us
And forseers contort with doom
Such angry rhetoric, such mounting gloom
Yet this new year is not foretold
And harbours chances new
There’s not time to conjure lies
Just time to start the world.

The end of the world news, Ankakay via Flickr

The end of the world news, Ankakay via Flickr