READERS’ POETRY: From the Bury Free Press of Friday, September 5

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This week’s poems are by Gillian Fisher and A C Clements.

TUGGED BY BREEZES ACROSS THE BLUE

inch clouds, like pulled toy stuffing,

or filling for pincushions, where

needles rest, doing nothing

till clothes arrive in disrepair.

There’s not much left in the bag

today. Sometimes it’s everywhere,

and far from white. It tends to snag

on steeples, chimneys, pylons, too.

Breezes lose force. Dampened clouds sag,

burdened with rain, blocking the blue

out of our sight, until they spill

their soaking load on me, and you,

at urgent, yet capricious will.

GILLIAN FISHER

FREEDOM

World war was over,

The time has been set

The troops in their trenches out they crept

Looking forward to a hot cup of tea and a cigarette

The last shot has been fired

The war has been won.

A lot of soldiers died for our freedom

The freedom of speech and choice

If they were alive today, they would say choice

A choice to smoke to keep them calm

The anti-smoking brigade has won the day

No smoking in a public building they say

No smoking in cinemas and pubs

The freedom they fought for

They took that freedom away from us.

A C CLEMENTS