Category Archives: Poems

A Century of Suffrage

Celebrating 100 years since women got the partial vote at Incite@The Phoenix

WOMEN & AIDS (World Aids Day Vigil 2018)

We are the hands that rocked the cradle,

Administered to the needs of those affected.

Comforted the shocked and confused,

Nursed the sick and dying.

 

Women and AIDS go hand in hand.

 

We were infected by husbands and lovers,

By a half forgotten one night stand.

By a not forgotten rapist.

By people, who didn’t know they had it.

 

Our babies were born with AIDS.

 

Because we had a blood transfusion,

Or were registered hemophiliacs.

Because we were ignorant and careless,

Or junkies, desperate for a fix.

 

Women are 52 percent of those who survived

 

Remember those women who lost their lives

Celebrate those that survive.

The mothers. Sisters. Aunties. Friends,

Who now stand, hand in hand, with the men.

Witney Winter Wonderland

Stepping out of the darkness

Moving into the light.

Witney’s Winter Wonderland,

Dazzles and delights.

 

In this ancient holy place,

We decorate the bough.

That represents eternal life,

Redemption, then and now.

 

Winter, season of reflection,

Of darkness and despair.

Look in the stable of your soul,

Love, lies sleeping there.

 

Let’s celebrate Love’s diversity

With this festival of light.

Open up our hearts to all

That is beautiful and bright.

 

PENSION PLEA (to the Government)

We are the women born in the 50’s,

Who will not falter in our fight.

The government postponed our pension.

This isn’t fair. It isn’t right.

 

We contributed to this Nation,

Our workforce made this county great.

We don’t deserve to be singled out

Told our pensions have to wait.

 

We enriched the UK’s economy,

As teachers, nurses, mother and wife.

Now a random birth date lottery

Gives us an impoverished life.

 

We did as the government bade us,

Made sacrifices and paid our due.

Now is the time to repay that debt,

We did our bit.  Now its up to you.

Change

This is a chill Autumn wind.

A wind of change

It dances the golden leaves off the bough

Sweeps me out of arms reach,

Turns friends into strangers.

 

This wind blows through my bones

Shaking loose flotsam

Makes the impossible almost possible

Pushing and yielding, reaching in and out

Becoming more than a lover

 

In this brisk Autumn breeze

Anything could happen

Your life could change for the better

For worse, for nothing for something or other

Only the wind knows