Poetry Politics


#fowc #belligerent

Statesmen like ? hardly

sat by his plinth, like

someone had confiscated his toy basket

all they wanted, was the facts

all they got was bluster to the max

as the virus spreaded, and reacts

reports he wasn’t listening to

positions he stuck himself like glue

his collegues wandering what to do ?

Till one day he took to bed,

and had to listen to what the doctors said,

deputy took charge, and up to bed, he fled.

Poetry Politics


#Fowc #Vapid

While the man on the telly drones on

the audience sit there – in a trance

and while you scream at the TV in utter frustration

the “experts” continue – till the crowd hear another voice

Hardly the best thing to educate the mind – but lunch has been served

Poetry Politics


#Fowc #Anyone

The ambitious young upstart

looking at his boss

watched with envy

as the boss handed out the cash

and the rest played with their building blocks

Anyone could do that! – the upstart cried

and plotted his way to his bosses seat

sending his boss to a personal hell

and soon from his position at the top – he fell

And the upstart achieved his ultimate dream

appointing his friends to his number one team

ignoring the warnings from others around

as others in chamber just listened and frowned

And while on his pedestal – making merry and all

the one before him was having a ball

pointing the finger at the ones who did push

with cautionary words – look out for the rush

Poetry Politics


#fowc #partisan


They never were the strongarmed type

but something had to give

as a wave of protest

moved down the main street


The feet moved down the tarmac

from the air they looked like the sea

The sound building like a roar

passing by the windows


The banners moved on forward

and chanting filled the air

till brought to a halt by the policemen

those in charge – had come prepared

Acrostic Poetry Politics

Glass Houses

An acrostic by Inky on the saying

“People in Glass Houses shouldn’t throw stones”


Sat in their opulence

A testimony to predecessors past

Your citizens watch – in amazement – and disgust

In the spectacle they see in front of them

No real solutions – just constant mud slinging

Gentlemen, ladies ? – noble servants of the house ? – hardly!


Someone younger can see the mistakes they make – but they are

Obsessed, by our foreign neighbours – ignoring the plight of the

Residents of this land – perhaps its time for a serious

Reality check.  hon. members – listen to the people and earn the right to sit the next

Year you decide to stand for office

Acrostic Art Colours Poetry Politics

Radical Red



an idea – that a colour could influence a change

democratic principles

inked out in radical shades of red

could it be the passions of those men and women wearing it

all across the land, that displays its colour

loud and proud ? Up and down the land ?

Acrostic Poetry Politics



Perhaps now – the time for talking is over.

Rally the people behind you

Organise your grievances

Together, there’s enough of you to

Engage with the ones who are doing you wrong

Someone has to listen to you – and occasionally

Talk to you in order to hear your point of view.

Acrostic Politics




Since you found the need to write it

I’ve looked over your pen – letter

Never before have I read such venom

Created by the sharpness of your quill

Even now, with your poison consumed, I question your

Real intention behind each word…Do you really care?

Expect a firestorm.


Poetry Politics

An obvious action

in response to the prompt


The corridors of power are twitching

Incandescent with rage

They controlled the nations habits

But someone wasn’t on the same page

So they stopped any thoughtful discussion

And put chemists that made it under scope

Whilst those who were using for therapy

Really were given no hope

As the people who spoke out were censured
And the stations that reported were canned

Whilst actions of rulers went unnoticed

As the use of a medicine was banned.

Acrostic Health Learning Poetry Politics



Created to get a headline or two

Health and education get thrown to the wolves

As the vultures of the city wait in the wings

Our public services – thrown to the highest bidder

Somebody tell me – is this progress ?