Poetry Blogs (harrassment)
For all the bell ends on building sites
and the charmers
who freely shout abuse from their van
at women going about their day
I often wonder how you would feel
if someone did that to your Mam.
How would you react if you witnessed
your own flesh and blood being routinely exploited,
objectified or sexually assaulted?
Would you still cheer and egg the culprits on
as they leered and jeer...
Tuesday 17th January 2017 11:04 pm
His dog craps in my garden
to the sound of metal rock.
His kids creep round my greenhouse
scrawling balls and giant cock.
His wife is bruised and beaten
all around the fucking clock.
His preferred weapon of choice
is to hurt and maim and shock.
Home from church on a Sunday,
he has a bonfire burning -
pitchforking rubber tyres
and dead meat that ...
Monday 25th February 2013 1:51 pm