Friday, 16 March 2018

Profits and Losses

Will robots take our jobs away
Has automation come to stay?
Assembly lines work at such speed
That production now outstrips all need.

Microsurgery on line
Utter finesse every time
But companies are greedy creatures
Now 'built-in obsolescence' features...

What price craftsmanship and pride?
Has «unique» as a concept died?
Most latest fashions now come cheap
In terms of cloth and cut I speak!

Travel agents, local banks
Drastically reduce their ranks
Most bookings made with just a click
No smart phone? Then you're out of it!

Automation seems the way to go
Humans, bless them, are too slow
And robots never go on strike
Relentlessly, they work all night.

We can't stop progress, life moves on
But in the process, something's gone
The quest for profit fuels our lives
It's a wonder quality survives.

Today's youth does not make and mend
But follows avidly each trend
Yet do they value what they buy?
The cost, in human terms, is high...

(c) Poet in the woods 2018

Wednesday, 14 March 2018

The Wow Factor!

Like the white rabbit* – much to do
The careful list not yet struck through
There's always something I must add
No time to switch off, which is sad ...

With the internet that eats our time
And mobile phones that stay on line
Each season comes and goes unseen
One day deep snow, now bright spring green.

Storm clouds release a wall of rain
That gurgles down my cobbled lane
And yet the sun shines overhead
As March fights hard to get ahead.

I nearly missed the rainbow arc
That shimmered in a sky grown dark...
But neighbours clustered in the street
And pointed skywards – that was neat!

Small water droplets all aligned -
Nature's marvels blow my mind
I stare but see no pot of gold
Yet on God's artistry I'm sold ...

(c) Poet in the woods 2018

* Courtesy Lewis Carroll's "Alice in Wonderland"

Monday, 12 March 2018

Thomas the Bushwacker!

Bushwacker Thomas struts his stuff
For a lad of four, life's tough
The great wide world starts at his door
Nature beckons – let's explore!

The adventure, planned by Dad, begins
A healthy stroll as hope has wings
What lies beyond the tarmac road?
It's rough terrain with picnic load.

Today it's blue and green, soft hat
A sense of style (Mum's seen to that!)
Perhaps a pause to have a snack
Hard work indeed to climb right back!

(c) Poet in the woods 2018

R.I.P. Sir Ken Dodd (1927-2018)

Liverpool comedy turns the page
Another great has left the stage
The drapes in Knotty Ash are drawn
Leaving the Diddymen forlorn...

This entertainer, much admired
Never actually retired
But kept his public much enthused
With non-stop patter which amused!

A household name, Ken Dodd departs
Evoking sadness in our hearts
Gift of the gab, whose shows ran late
London Palladium's all-time great ...

Knighted by the Queen, Sir Ken
Still lived where he'd been born and bred
And surprised us once more when he wed
Two days before the sad news spread ...

Consummate star - enjoyed, applauded
With his 'tickling stick' recorded
May the BBC, just for a treat
His entertaining shows repeat!

(c) Poet in the woods 2018

Died March 11th 2018 - aged 90

Saturday, 10 March 2018

It's Pyjama Day!

Of «Dress-down Friday» I have heard
But as trends go, it is absurd
To think that power dressing's dead
It's how we used to get ahead.

Think padded shoulders, pencil skirts
High-heels worn so high it hurts ...
Does the Fashion Goddess set us free
Is informality the key?

A new trend creeps in from the States
Which raises eyebrows and creates
Sartorial softness that surprises
«Pyjama Day» in different guises.

No mention of the nightdress here
As that would go too far, I fear
But as most work through I.T. screens
Is this as daring as it seems?

(c) Poet in the woods 2018

Shifting Sands

What's this I hear on radio
Politics in ebb and flow
Is North Korea in retrograde?
Should we call a Spade a Spade?

At the dizzy pace at which we go
Hope springs eternal as we know
Trump plans to travel there in May
Olympic summit underway?

Bold brinkmanship, new role of dice
Will a change of mood suffice?
Conflicting news bytes, cut and thrust
Time to let our rapiers rust?

We're at a turning point at last
The pundits ponder – what a task!
We hope and pray for better things
While guardian angels flap their wings ...

(c) Poet in the woods 2018

Wednesday, 7 March 2018

The B Word

How life changes; swear words too
«F» and «C» are crass and blue
But now it seems the truth is out
Brit politics has gained some clout.

The 48 percent who claim
Their place is firmly in «Remain»
Discuss with fervour on the Web
The U.K.'s future with some dread.

Confusion reigns at every turn:
Farm subsidies, Pay-As-You-Earn
Border and VAT controls
The Juggeraut of Misrule rolls...

As BREXIT causes blood to boil
Evoking angst, nerves in turmoil
It's now known as the «B» word, folks
And become the butt of many jokes!

(c) Poet in the woods 2018