Alone, last night; my partner (who is definitely not grey) away visiting parents in Southport, I wrote something observational rather than my usual children-focussed poems.
Subliminally inspired by part Pam Ayres, part Victoria Wood and part The Divine Comedy. What a potent cocktail of creators!
Stranded on a Kitchen Island
I have a nice kitchen
My island, it gleams
But fitted new kitchens
are not all they seem
I thought that I’d made it
My island of hope
with soft closing draws
that proved I could cope
with screaming young children
a partner so grey
who talks in tomorrows
A ghost of today
My island, deserted
Just old pots and pans
My middle class dreams
Extracted by fans
Mark Bird
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