I felt that the US President standing down from the election in November deserved comment. The style I have employed is terza rima, which is more of practice for me and inspired by Stephen Fry.
Which horse?
Most powerful country in the world,
in hands of a tangerine Heffalump,
dubious scorched earth policies
unfurled.
the implied dangers make lazy hearts
pump,
scary warnings to the world in
advance,
the risk of electing caravan
Drumpf.
Parading in an electoral trance,
to the greatest risk for democracy,
the peel of oranges named his VP –
Vance,
then claimed the great hand of the
deity,
shielded him from an assassin’s
bullet,
to support the republican theory.
If the shooter had been more
accurate,
then a week’s a long time in
politics,
would things be better for the
democrat,
or is the time almost up for Biden,
who will be the next victim or
Harris,
which old nag will your money ride
on?
©David L
Atkinson July 2024
And on a more seasonal note.
Summertime
The weather has finally improved - at
last,
temperatures have soared up to
normal,
time to moan about the evening heat
blast,
the chances of a good night
abysmal,
hovering above the sweat knotted
sheets,
yearning a cold shower acceptable.
Children playing in the blistering streets,
worried mothers exhorting put on
cream,
time out called in shadow for ice
cold treats,
beaches and parks full of loud youths
in teams,
noises increased by sun’s intensity,
cool sandy beaches dominate our
dreams.
Don’t fret it will end momentarily,
seasons in this land are thankfully
short,
nor do they last long in the memory.
©David L Atkinson July 2024
God Bless
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