Clubs and Pubs and Eyebrows

hmmm,

couldn’t be part of a harem

couldn’t be part of a gang

couldn’t lie down where other folks lie

couldn’t, for fear I’d do harm

couldn’t be part of a co-op

couldn’t be part of the tests

couldn’t imagine a club I could join

where I would be at my best

have always been part of a union

as long as they aren’t too dense

don’t fight both corners, betray or deny

cause common, with some common sense

couldn’t contribute to cliques where

niche means crawling or worse

couldn’t just fib to fit in there

expressive face too frank of a curse

couldn’t be bothered kow-towing

couldn’t reveal all I know

alphas or kappas, whatevers

couldn’t just put on a show

tho’, have been tempted by acting

oh, woe, with a sigh and a swoon

melodramatic, quite catching

alas, yorick, he passed on too soon

briefly joined brownies and girl guides

but uniforms, rules and the likes

gave me the creeps and right eyebrow

gave away that I thought it all shite

always got on with most folk

but never, well, rarely, in clubs

much preferred ordinary wisdom

found on most benches in pubs

carry folk forward I love best

connections all made through brief life

but give me a one onto one folks

I’ll follow like obedient wife

 

I have no idea why my husband is laughing so hard.

 

 

Shepherd’s Wolves

Came the executioner, gait unhesitant,

Struck the shepherd,

Vilified his name,

Scattered lambs though they remained, unscattered,

Recognising who should own the shame.

 

Sensing predator within their presence,

Flock threw off their lambskins, 

Wolves revealed,

Howled to the spirit, all great knowing,

Tended shepherd, wounds to lick, till healed,

 

Succoured to the needs of one so fallen,

Blessed his forehead, lips,

And too, his heart,

Whispered words of comfort ever known since

Hate and love drew brothers far apart.  

 

Slayer did not reckon on the wolves, clad woollen,

Nor that pack protects its own,

He did not understand,

That all conveyed by lupine leader’s actions

Subdued the wolves, contained them as meek lambs.

 

Did not see that underneath the sheepskin,

Soft as down when transformed

By love’s skill

Wolves, armed to teeth with rocks and slingshots, justly

Sacrifice the giant who mars god’s will.

 

Love between the shepherd and the wolf pack,

Born of trust, example,

Sacrifice,

Know the truth, though hidden in the rhetoric,

Taught the truth, they filter through the lies.