The Value

Will there be more change

After the last change?

Will it be worth the having?

Will it show the real value

Of what we had?

Of what we gave away,

What, perhaps we lost?

Who will wear the target shirt

Now my time has been served?

Will they wear it

With strength, abandon

And casual pride

The way I wished I had

When I had the chance?

“We Are Not Rubbish Pickers*”

Sat back earlier today to watch some mind-numbing pre-Christmas telly. Seemed to be a good idea after some usual seasonal stress.

But what I settled on, after some channel hopping was disturbing, wonder-filled and astounding, even though I had missed the first half an hour or so.

A documentary film entitled Waste Land.

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Centre Piece

DSC_0001Filigree testament to craftsman skills

These tiny perfect angels,

Suspended on gossamer, begin

To turn  careful candle-driven carousel:

Seeming to hover on fine

Heaven- in-a-moon moth wings,

Bearing gifts:

Morality, Humility,

Law and Education.

Spinning points of a

Holy Season Compass

They delicately describe

The circles of life.

One holds out a candle:

Light into the Dark World,

Another a book:

Different enlightenment:

A third, almost-partner,

A tree:  beneficent nature

The last … ?

Turning its back to my eyes

I am momentarily unable to see

What it will offer mankind –

… yet I notice on it’s perfect back

Unmistakable reflections

Of jealous Satan’s beckoning flames.