Life has slowed down to
an idealised vision
of mediterranean life style
with no bustle or crowds.
Between daily tasks
taking longer –
watering plants becomes a meditation
making cakes or making meals
hanging washing on a sunlit line
to dry in minutes
The daily rituals of coffee break
under a sunshade
among wild flowers and birdfeeders
a walk around the village
crossing roads
giving others space
smiling and calling hello
waving to small children.
Then anger at the world’s news
the sheer pigheadedness of that
so-called government
mangled numbers.
The press conference
of an adviser who broke the rules
and goes unscathed…
Police brutality in the US
a president whose words
deliver more chaos than leadership
Crowded beach scenes
mounting litter dropped by
uncaring individuals
Neighbouring countries
are more responsible than mine.
I would not have thought this possible
before 2016
Democracy is cracked
MPs chained to a tumbril
rush headlong towards
uncountable riches for a few
who disregard the reality of most.
Eugenics becomes the secret mainstream.
My country – is this thee?
poedoodles 