I don’t understand…

English summer

the tingle
that slides up your back
as the sea pops into view over the last hill;

the clack
and grind of multi-shaded
pebbles beneath your flip-flopped feet;

the slip
of sand, damp from licks
of sea foam between your toes;

the drip
of orange lolly juice
down suntanned holiday fingers;

Country lane

of hedge-tunnelled, bendy lanes
ancient barrows, poppied,
ochre crop fields;

of scarred and ruined castles,
forgotten churchyards, soaring
spires and ancient chancels;

of cities, cosmopolitan,
walled perhaps or slumbering
through Britain’s summer recess.

Britain is burning

Wake up
to the stink
of our towns and cities burning
at the hands of twelve year olds;

to the loss
of home and livelihood,
possessions looted, lost;

to the pain
of memories crushed and cindered
trust, destroyed for ever;

to reality
homes, shops, cars on fire
because it’s just ‘a laugh’

they do it
just because they can!


What kind of people want to do this??

About SallyJ

I am a writer and a poet.
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6 Responses to I don’t understand…

  1. Sue Judd says:

    I like the contrasts – the intro, happy holiday images and then the brutal slap of the current reality of mindless urban unrest. Brilliant imagery. (Apologies if you got 2 replies from me, blame it on the computer) Sue

  2. they do it just because they can,

    thanks for the support to us in the past.

  3. SallyJ says:

    Oh I blame a great deal on my computer Sue…thanks for reading and commenting.

  4. Claire says:

    Loved this poem, the contrast worked so well. I’d love to see your thoughts on my poetry sometime.

  5. Mike says:

    A great poem Sally.
    I love the contrast to all that is wonderful and beautiful in our lives against the madness of recent days. Linked with the pictures this was a powerful read.

    The utter madness of those few days also prompted me to write this:

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