Sore Throat Number Forty Four

I've got a sore throat.
Number forty four.
I've been counting them
and I've got one more.
It's coincided
with the Brexit vote.
Painful when I speak,
this sore throat.
It really hurts,
I'm losing my voice.
A bit like Brexit;
not much choice.
I'd like to argue
and say some more.
But, I've got a sore throat,
number forty four!


Capability Red            Jan 2019

What is going to happen next?

The watering can performs it's duty as you sleep.
Out of every dream drips a single tear
of happiness? Or, maybe fear.
And when that pool is overflowing
the garden surely grows.
The hanging basket knows.
But, do you know?
What is going to happen next?


Capability Red         aprox' 1974