Wednesday, 8 August 2012

The Politics of Distraction

What will we do when the flags come down
and the fuss is all over and done;
when the tears of pride have all been shed
and the last of the medals have been won;
and, when the cameras cease to roll
and the crowds all go home to their beds,
and the field of dreams gleams gold no more
and doubt creeps into our heads,
I wonder what will distract us then
from the very fine mess we’re in
since we’ve had the bloody Jubilee
and they can’t pull that stunt again;
and we’ve had the Royal Wedding, too,
and now it’s Team GB.
What next, I wonder: could it be
a right royal pregnancy?

© Abigail Wyatt

Britain goes gold crazy

Abigail is one of the three founding members of the Red River Poets. The latter will be appearing at the Heartlands Project in Cornwall, 29th September, as part of 100 Thousand Poets for Change. 

3 comments:

  1. One of my Mother's favourite sayings was 'After the Lord Mayor's Show comes the dustcart'. You've certainly had the Show so........

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  2. Yes, my grandmother was fond of that saying too - only she used to refer to 'the dung cart'which is perhaps even more appropriate here. :0)

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  3. Very astute, Abigail. Are you a Morrissey fan? - http://true-to-you.net/morrissey_news_120804_01 It's hard not to feel enthused when a compatriot comes good, but shame indeed about complications behind the scenes.

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