Four poems from Mike Beveridge’s book Poems for Remembering
All poems copyright Mike Beveridge Once A Catholic Who would have guessed one day we’d all awake Beneath an unseen cloud whence we can take Uploadings of pornography, giga- Mega, all free, all unforbidden too, Full detailed fantasies of me and you, Acted out with non-stop, noisy vigour? And who’d have picked good parents might invite Their youngsters’ friends to fornicate the night Away, then chat through breakfast? Or that Jo And Kev from two doors down, both freshly waged, Should grab this chance to get engaged? Engaged?!!? Twelve years on bennies, and five kids in tow! I like all this. I like these bold attempts In bright new days to function with some sense That morals ought fit people – this is brave! Forgivingness. Transparency. Such times: No manic need to punish lovers’ crimes, Nor call unsanctioned covenants depraved. I do approve. I do. But for myself, I got addicted young to thinking stealt...