English Poems From The Dall

What is a Wife? So what is a wife? What nuances come into play? Is a wife a meal-maker, a sheetwasher? A sex worker lacking a fee? A counsellor, all for free? What is a wife? She needs a flexible identity If she's to repay the debt To the world, under the theory Of Original Sin She's always the scapegoat Now till infinity Gerry Loose For Gerry was an honourable man Nothing he did was mean or underhand He was a global citizen, a world nomad Explored the ways of many a far-flung land Playwight, poet, dramatist and writer Many deer paths led up to his door Gardener, agriculturist, meditator, A vagabond voice, new portals he'd explore He delved into contemporary fault lines He empathized with raven, hare, gained guidance Living through solitary night exposures Listening to the gaping mouth of silence Mandalas in the sand? Printed on water? Never. His words were thoughtful and inspired An old dog with a bone, he was tenacious A champion of Nature and the wild The Dieter He even investigated his stools To ensure that he kept his turnover meagre Survived on leftovers Not enough to feed a chuffing fairy He tried every different diet Earl Grey and fresh air Strategic interventions Colonic irrigation Liposuction When he died, His ash barely filled a tea caddy At the least the strain of living Was finally done to a turn The Extraterrestrial Its condition was off the scale, skin like rotten cereal Once clearance was given to scutinize the creature Even though it was clearly dead There were things to organize Would the thing be placed in a museum? We were amazed its space ship Had survived the pounding On entering Earth's atmosphere Why choose Earth? What was the relevance of its destination? Did it just like the colours of blue and green? Did it come to forge an alliance? Or was it a simple suicide An end to an intergalactic dance? The Trainee Therapist For reasons of economy The trainee therapist gave cut price rates To the credulous Formally, they lay on the couch While he manufactured interpretations Of their nightmares In his defence, most really wanted Someone to listen to them, no holds barred