Mary Champion Poems

I had no faith that there was any god,
never mind one who answered our prayers.
But when desperation intrudes, reason
leaves by the back door and you cling to straws.
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Decades on,
when we meet again,
we will be older,
wiser, but more youthful;
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Because of you
I burn with fever.
Because of you
my lungs are ravaged.
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There are rich fertile minds
where ideas can take root,
where intelligence finds
the conditions that suit.
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Person scanned and scrutinized;
stripped of dignity,
relieved of all potential weapons;
lethal and otherwise.
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In Eden, the serpent once led us astray,
now Science has given his secrets away,
for, coiled like a snake, in each cell, they say,
the cause of the trouble is our DNA.
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OSBORNOMICS
2017

Georgy Porgy: Bullingdon guy,
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Ghosts haunt me.
Wherever I am,
whatever I do,
ghosts lean over my shoulder
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(Reflections on visiting a National Trust property.
I know that the great country houses and estates are monuments to unjustifiable privilege - often gained by devious means and maintained by unsavoury, even outrageous practices. But I also know, that if I had ever had the good fortune to own one - it would have broken my heart to give it up)
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Bulbs and buds burst forth
in a sweet refrain of joy.
Spring song sung again.
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