A Devilishly Good Game!

OK, I get it - the world’s gaze,

Focused through this summer haze,

Was firmly fixed upon ‘The Game’;

Red Devils put U.S. to shame;

Loss of sleep? Cheap price to pay!

How could it end another way?

The Red Card fiasco stoked the fire ...

Predicted consequences – dire!

 

‘Result’ cartoons now flood the Net;

Black humour reigns as we expect!

Yes, once again, ‘The Mouse has roared’*;

As Belgium four strong goals has scored!

Red-black-yellow flags are flown

As Belgium comes into its own;

What lies ahead we cannot know

But meanwhile, we bathe in pink glow!

(c) Poet in the woods 2026

* 1959 British satirical comedy film on the achievements of the underdog

2026 World Cup match:  Belgium: 4 US: 1

Dust Bunnies Beware!

Summer often brings a lull;

There is now time enough to cull

Items we no longer use:

Old pans, worn out clothes and shoes.

 

But let’s not of ‘dust bunnies’ speak!

Sun’s rays highlight where they creep

At back of shelves, on skirting board

And other places untoward …

 

“Too hot!”, I hear you cry out loud:

Cleaning shouldn’t be allowed;

Exploring Nature in the sun

Beats getting boring housework done!

 

The trouble, Gentle Reader, is

That clutter puts us in a tizz;

Too much “stuff” our souls annoy;

Unwanted burdens kill our joy…

 

We roll our sleeves up in this heat

Determined still to make lives “neat”;

While granted that it isn’t fun,

What happiness when all is done!

(c) Poet in the woods 2026

1549 Lives Again!

Charles the Fifth and his proud lad

Admire the city’s wealth and might;

As with flags and fanfare, brightly clad

Renaissance splendour comes to life!

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The year was 1549

Charles, prematurely aged, came here

To show young Philip, next in line,

The mighty Empire he would steer!

 

This re-enactment in Grand’Place

In full regalia, each July

Draws locals and tourists en masse

To briefly capture times gone by…

 

This Ommegang, this rich parade,

Expresses one man’s power - unique

Built on a dynasty and trade …

Where still today, great nations meet!

(c) Poet in the woods 2026

 

Manneken-Pis In Charles V Hunting Costume

R.I.P. Penelope Keith (1940-2026)

For gold-standard light relief

Penelope Anne Constance Keith

Captured hearts and minds on stage

With laughter spilling on each page.

 

Think accent from Home Counties pool

That plummy voice – so convent school

Staccato tones – cut with a knife

What comic timing – art as life!

 

Who else but “To The Manor Born”

Could all others out-perform?

“The Good Life” – Gerry by her side …

In thrall she held us – nationwide.

 

This art of repartee is rare

How we loved her style, her flair …

Alas, she’s taken her last bow

So, we must soldier on somehow ...

(c) Poet in the woods 2026

She died on 29th June, 2026 aged 86 from cancer.

The Art of Intrigue

To be ‘on song’, to catch one’s drift

Are concepts poets use with thrift;

Ideas conveyed which ‘hit the spot’

Evoke reactions, ‘stir the pot’…

 

In up to twenty lines, the theme

Must be à propos and clean,

Pertinent and to the point

So, noses aren’t knocked out of joint!

 

Hence, method in my madness rules

I observe life, watch top news reels

And try to capture in my net

A nugget which makes you connect!

 

And shucks, I’m flattered and amazed

How many of you* find my page;

Do I raise a smile or two

Or make you think? I hope I do!

(c) Poet in the woods 2026

* well over a million to date!

All Aglow!

All systems firmly fixed at slow

My “get-up-and-go” lies low

As I consider this day’s chores:

Must I venture out of doors?

 

And how is it with you ‘out there’?

My well-watered flowers stare

Skywards in a state of bliss;

The sun, for humans, hit or miss…

 

Farm animals need constant care;

Heavy toil makes tempers flare;

At night - sans aircon - hard to sleep;

Engagements cancelled all this week ...

 

Is this the shape of things to come?

Has Dante’s feared inferno come

To punish us for wicked ways?

The shock is violent – we're amazed!

 

‘To keep one’s cool’, not just a phrase

 ‘Hot-headed’ fits the bill these days!

Though storms are forecast end-of-week

This heat dome makes us ‘glow’ a treat!

(c) Poet in the woods 2026

As the old adage has it:  Horses sweat, men perspire and ladies glow.

Why is Brussels missing from this map?

A Few Hot Thoughts!

Mad heat melts our best intentions

Cools our ardour, heightens tensions

Putting normal life on hold;

Death in forbidden pool is told!

 

On private land, abandoned quarry*:

Now tempting pool, lad makes a foray

Away from prying eyes to dive;

Failing sadly to survive…

 

Trains without aircon do not run,

TEC** buses stay home in hot sun,

Schools stop all lessons at midday

Top athletes told they cannot play…

 

This heat, so longed for, comes at last

But even lizards cannot bask

In temperatures beyond the norm;

This is the full extent of “warm”!

 

A wave of lethargy ensues;

Sporting fixtures on the news

Speak of cancellations rare;

We have to take stock and beware…

(c) Poet in the woods 2026

* at Mont-sur-Marchienne (Charleroi)

** Wallonia's bus service