Mark R Slaughter


thrives again:

Bloody cocoa -
Cadbury creaming Easter,
Dusting down
From Christmas -

Another killing
Thrilling young
Enterons -
And self-serving elders
Fogged in milk and dark


How distant cries our church,


Rarefied -


Di ss ip at ing

Thro' modernistic cynicism,
Commercialised eternity:

'What of Jesus? ' -
When the diapason drones
Through 8-foot drab-grey
Obligations -
Parishioners down at the local
Are so demanding! -
Forget Bach -
You'll need to see the show at your cathedral
(Bishop's Broadway) for extra entertainment -

Wrists are under-worked
For organists
At Easter -
Says it all,
Really -
Singing disingenuously
Doesn't cut it -
It ain't a passport;

A psalm for children out of school

Lends well to ragged ears,
So pull out the brighter stops:


What's Easter?

Submitted: Tuesday, May 08, 2012
Edited: Friday, May 11, 2012

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This poem was inspired by a poem on Easter by the young daughter of a colleague, in which I saw an unmindful swipe on all that is wrong with commercialism and disingenousness in this country when it comes to Easter and Christmas

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