This Place
I come to see you in this place A train, a bus, a longish walk A mask of growth veneers your face We picnic, catch up, laugh and talk A train, a bus, a longish walk They brought you here … Read More
Marxist. Trade Unionist. Socialist-feminist. Author. Poet. Speaker. Tutor. RMT ex-Exec. Workers' Liberty. Autie. Bi. PUFC fan.
Villanelles, sonnets, haiku, limericks and more … Not all Janine’s poems follow strict forms, but these ones do …
I come to see you in this place A train, a bus, a longish walk A mask of growth veneers your face We picnic, catch up, laugh and talk A train, a bus, a longish walk They brought you here … Read More
Bring the cities to a standstill We have to save the planet Put apathy in landfill Take fracking back and ban it We have to save the planet Speak urgently and clear Take fracking back and ban it Disarm the … Read More
The Duke spent the day At home recovering from Not having been hurt —– He’s not Bo or Luke But events do suggest that The Duke’s a hazard —– Breaking news just in: It seems that there were people In … Read More
When Rosa gazed through prison bars to street She saw the water buffalo which drove The heavy coated cart on cloven feet And when they could not pull their weighty load Their master turned his whip and beat and strapped Until they bled and flinched … Read More
She’s safely shut in and yet Hettie gets out And she goes to the places she cares most about Hettie gets out under cover of dark And she pushes the kids on the swings in the park Hettie meets Beryl … Read More
The NHS is not another country Going to clinic’s not a trip abroad Its purpose is for treating not for hunting No frontiers from reception to the ward I have to cross the town not cross the oceans A hospital’s no … Read More
Blood sprayed across the ticket hall floor Capes caught and torn in moving rails Horns and scales and devils’ tails Make-up smudged some hours before Biting, fighting, broken jaw Cuts and slashes, tears and gashes Blades and bottles, glints and … Read More
Move to the ground in the centre, you said Nobody likes a dissenter, you said Victory hinges On leaving the fringes Let us move to the centre, you said Come down from the high ground, you claimed that we must … Read More
Concealer hides the redness and the bruises Long sleeves disguise the marks along her arm A bangle covers twisted wrist contusions A bandage shields her fractured thumb from harm Dark glasses screen her puffy eyes and tears Uncertain smile conceals … Read More
Your breathlessness feels like asphyxiation You’ve missed a deadline for some bureaucrat You’re sighing, crying, busting with frustration I’m sure there is a therapy for that The lights and noise and pressure make you dizzy The heat is burning up … Read More