I have seen

I have seen Fifty years I have lived and breathedAnd walked and talked and loved andQuestioned whether there was a God aboveAnd seen and seen and seen I grew up without a silver spoon in my mouthA well turned out kid in a street whereDinner on the table was an uncertaintyCurtains didn’t match the carpetsAndContinue reading “I have seen”

The Clan of the Working Man

Inspired by happy times at the Belmont Working Mens Club in Hull as I was growing up. The clan of the working man I remember the clan The clan of the working man Waiting at the door of the modest establishment For the member to sign the book The book of acceptance To say youContinue reading “The Clan of the Working Man”

Shout Out to the Perfect Mums

I’m far from a perfect mum. I hardly ever wear make up, slob around in my pj’s, swear like a trooper and feed my kids McDonald’s fodder. So here’s a tribute to the other Stepford wife mums! Shout Out to the Perfect Mums Shout out to the perfect mums Long bleached hair in pristine tousledContinue reading “Shout Out to the Perfect Mums”

Taking away my working tax credits

Working tax credit My working tax credit, my working tax credit They’re taking away my working tax credit! They say I am working, that I am a poet That poetry pays well and don’t they just know it. I‘m earning too much and that I am a big hit Don’t they know that they’ve putContinue reading “Taking away my working tax credits”

5 a.m.

I live on a council estate where there is a lot of poverty. I love it here and the people inspire me to write social commentary poetry. Here’s a poem I wrote about my street. 5 a.m. The street is peaceful, Sleeping Dreaming of Collecting their benefits Buying a six pack of Carling Having aContinue reading “5 a.m.”