Daily Archives: November 30, 2017

If the Tables Were Turned

Please tell me, what would you do
if you were confined in a zoo
and all of the animals
from lizards to camels
strolled around pointing at you?

Now tell me, how would you feel,
if you were encased behind steel
while the chimpanzees
watched your antics with glee
and laughed at you eating your meal?

So, what if the tables were turned?
It’s time the corrupted ones learned
just like human beings
those creatures have feelings
and all of us should be concerned.

Inspired by the Government’s recent faux pas (how’s that for an understatement?) over the sentience of animals.

©Jane Paterson Basil

This Serene Evening

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As dusk scribbles violet trails in the sky,
the beam of lights increase, widening and illuminating
this serene evening.

Seeping ghouls have been banished from the scene,
and as yesteryear’s polluted pool descends into the well of memory,
I breathe clean tranquillity.

Inhaling the soft heat of ascending peace,
I kick aside the pale desire that it had swept in
earlier in my day.

Grateful for each painful lesson in humility,
I deny access to niggly regret and obsolete pity
as withered dregs of sorrow ebb away.

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I struggled with this. I wrote it for The Daily Post’s Word Prompt – before I realised that “Serene” was today’s word for the Photo Prompt. Oh well…

…Oh Well: the best thing Fleetwoood Mac ever recorded – which has no connection with my post, but… oh well…

©Jane Paterson Basil