Two Poems For BBC Radio Four's Saturday Live Today.
Flashback at The Petrol Pump
No victory parade no ticker tapeAnother insurgent to incarcerateNo anniversary of the victory day No street parties to simply say You went somewhere son, and wonYou did what had to be done Left right turn around about faceLeft the world in one united stateIt’s not like the 1st world war nor the second
It’s not like that his granddad reckonedNot quite sure if he’s been hadSo what did you do in the war dad
He’s seen cities blown up black hawks downBlack water surf boarding through ghost townsHis eyes well up in the forecourt, in his throat a lumpI can’t get petrol from the pump. he whisperedHe can’t get petrol from the pump.
The Prince Who has no family (A CHILDRENS POEM)
The prince who ahs no family watches all the othersSisters with brothers and fathers with mothersAnd he watches how they touch and how they shoutAnd he watches them stay still and fall outCatching buses and trains and taxis and planesThe Prince who has no family stands in the rain
The prince who has no family watches the othersSisters with brothers and fathers with mothersHe watches them laugh and sometimes cryHe watches them grow and sometimes dieHe watches them coo and watches them callHe watches them doing things and no things at all
The prince who has no family watches the othersisters with brothers and fathers with mothersHe watches old hands holding young handsAnd sees their footsteps pepper the sandHe watches them argue and he wishes it were trueThat he had someone to argue with too.