Capturing Autumn

Capturing Autumn

Ballast
Capturing leaves
They fall, season dictates
Bittersweet oranges
Tarnished umbers
Dishevelled, reduced
Erstwhile leafy; vivid
Fresh, fertile edged
Now dispersed; decay

Grid formed geometric, they dwindle
Ashtray of the urban Green space
Stands ruptured
Handle thrust forward
Splintered forth
Collision engaged
Chain of Bargains
Discount stores
Line the city
Multi-pack
Multi-discount
Multi-consumers
Seeking conserve
Coins stretched
Pennies pinched

Leaf forms flutter
Wind-stream low-lying
Descending, cascading
lines across
lines up
lines down
all circuits, every route
A catchment tool
Scathing, downward to decay
End of foliage
End of season
Death, frosts enrol, white
Hapless
Nix evergreen
One-season wonder
Beautify
Age
Fall
Finis through downfall

Grassland encompasses
Dictated requisite
Local authority; provide parklands
Urban respite
Greenery, foliage
Escape from high rise
From Victorian terraces
From two up, two downs

Ravens render round
Empty happy meal
Spoils of divorce
Saturday childcare

Field for fireworks
Discarded shells strew pathways
Fly high, hell toward heaven
Assisted by death masks
Halloween trickle-treaters
This year, pandemic banned
Also, the goons of heroin
Pale and malnourished
Elongated faces
Skin stretched around bones
Checks zipped up
Lines of ghostly toxin

In tandem:
the street drinkers
Groups up early
Cider engaged
Strongest, shop vends
Penny laden purchases
Doss money change
Begged from passers-by
Those to work
Students drenched;
social empathy
Provide coppers
Cans swelling
Mud drenched
Hair excesses
Scattered;
Societies edges.

Succeeding, with sundown
Brasses splay
Brandishing streets
Curtailing cars
Curb crawlers
A flying trick
More heroin
More cider
More degradation
More eradication

Lock down
A park markedly altered
Notes of saxophone
engage airwaves
practise; open air
Culture to the pastures
Sunday offers gospel
Singer positioned
Hilltop
Apex of Everton
Belts out chorus’
Songs of the lord
Hope and Faith
Despondent juncture

Park reclaimed
Exercise
Prescribed one daily session
Decreed by governance
National policies
Shops, bars, cafes trade less
Paths entertain joggers
Hills platforms for training sessions
Weights out
Rope lines shook
Sparring
Skipping
Muscle tone work

Families: one bubble
Swing parks restricted
Other playmaking sourced
Ball rhetoric
Skates
Scooters
Screeches of pleasure

Now; leaves diminish
Winter approaches
Pandemic set to end
What will spring behold?
Families to soft play centres
Exercise at the gym
Sax to rehearsal space
Gospel singing in church

Post pandemic return
Paths of dog walkers
Goons of heroin
Hairs of street drinkers
Covid diminished
Urban sprawl to return

Alison Little

Boris ‘Bo-Bo’s’ Halloween

All around us, more than any year previous, excesses of Halloween decorations are taking over the town. Streets are being aligned with spider’ webbing, doors taped and stating ‘Do not Enter’. Window sills adorned with hand-carved pumpkins, illuminated by old fashioned candlelight flickers. As a Nation we stand together:

‘We want Halloween!’

Boris and the Government have been tittering a blanket ban on Halloween since early October. Stressing how we must adhere to the rule of 6, although they have advised against Trickle Treating they have only stopped marginally short of a blanket ban.

This year, more than any other, do the kids not deserve autumn festivities more than ever?

An extended period off school, unable to meet up with friends. Swings stayed still, slides redundant and the little ones could only marvel at the height of the climbing frame from afar. Swimming pools were all but drained dry, soft play centres remained silent. Summer holidays were cancelled or re-arranged as dictated staycations. When the social distancing regulations were relaxed and they allowed out to play, but, fun in the sun became drenched by the downpour.

Financial hardship reared it infringing head, many parents were laid off or encountered an income reduction. Denied long periods without the company of their grandparents. Many have experienced the death of a family member or friend for the initial time.

But, should be ignoring Boris’ Bo-Bo-ing?

Infections of covid rise steeply, the death toll has passed the daily average of 100. In Liverpool, the levels of hospital admissions are equal to those at the height of the pandemic.

How to celebrate safely:

  • Incorporate face masks and gloves into trickle treating costumes.
  • Avoid knocking on the doors of elderly or vulnerable neighbours as they may be shielding.
  • Use hand sanitizer after rapping door knockers.
  • If you are laying on treats make sure there in individual wrappers and consider an outside collection tin, which you can top up throughout the evening.
  • Children can be directed to wash the sweets in wrappers when the return and before they take their gloves off.
  • Although a lot of Halloween events have been halted, English Heritage is still running lots of socially distanced scary woodland walks.

But, the absolute no-no’s:

  • Disregarding the rule of 6.
  • Going out if anyone, or anyone in the same household has covid symptoms.
  • Any apple bobbing games: an infection spreading mecca in a watery bucket.

Have fun, we are set for a full moon and a possible an additional glimpse of a blue moon.

Bog-Off’ to Boris and Bo-Boing Halloween!

Out with the Kar-TRASH-ians

Early autumn we got the good news, after series twenty ‘The Kardashians’ will finally be going off air.

A show I have never watched and actively cringed when I hear a radio DJ mention the ‘K’ word on air. Flipped the page straight over after viewing the ‘Kard’ in a magazine headline. In terms of news print about the central character: Kim Kardashian, the only productive use I could find was as substitute toilet roll during the stockpiling shortages of the pandemic.

One question I would delight in Kim asking:

Does my mind look small in this show?

A TV show which bring the lives of the wealthy, but incredably trashy, family to the flat screen.

So, in ignorance of the show, I set myself the endurance task of watching the pilot episode released well over decade ago.

And what did I find?

First off, an extended collection of catty girls who refer to their ‘Asses’ frequently. Further talk of ‘Sagging Tits’ as they perform poised struts while terming each other ‘Whores’. Not to mention, pole dancing! The pole itself being a gift from Kim to her parents for their anniversary. Kim and Co, happy to applaud as the pre-teen youngest girls of the family perform overtly sexual moves on the ‘Gift’. Only stopping by their father, a former Olympian who goes to have a sex change. Should we be supporting the former him, now her from a transsexual rights point of view? Or is it just another overtly public Kardashian stunt?

However, he is not in fact Kim’ biological father, so where did her mindless genes surface from? Her real father was in fact: Robert Kardashian, the defence lawyer for OJ Simpson of the famed trial of the nineties. Could Kim have inherited an anti-feminist
genetic make-up?

Another question which appears to be continually broadcast:

What does Kim Kardashian actually do?

She was initially an assistant for Paris Hilton, then a stylist for Brandy Norwood, finishing of with a stint as Lindsay Lohan’ shopper.

And Now?

She has a high end Fashion Boutique which she considers a place to ‘Catch-up’ on gossip and comtemplate ‘Star signs’.

Not forgetting the sex tapes…The sex tapes she made with a long term boyfriend …..
simply for private use…. which then went public….

Simply, famous for being famous, collection of contrived ‘K’s’ that litter our TV viewing.

Do I have anything else to say?

‘Yes Kim, your mind does look small in this show!

Alison Little