Showing posts with label Emergency Services. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emergency Services. Show all posts

Sunday, 10 June 2018

That Was the MUSE That Was

Does My Bum Look Big In This?

Trapped tight, he sat
To win a bet, a dare, just for a laugh
Friends left him stranded
Stuck fast
Minutes turned to hours
His struggles for freedom in vain
Each twist and turn held him evermore jammed
In that tiny toddlers swing
He heard the snigger
From a helpful community copper
Who pushed and pulled with no success
“I think we need some help here mate”
The best he could suggest
His embarrassment grew
With the grins of the fire crew
And with the crowd
That gathered and grew
Who’d come to see his sorry sight
While the emergency services did their best
But even the hunks from fire brigade
Couldn’t get him free
Then; “I have a plan” someone said
“Take the swing to bits, instead”
Released at last; set free to regain some of his cool
He sauntered off, unhurt but slightly flushed
Vowing out loud, to the assembled crowd
“No more stupid bets”!

© Peter Wright

Firefighters rescue man, 20, stuck for hours in swing

Peter Wright was born and grew up in Kent and now lives in Dorset. He started writing poetry just over a year ago and tries to write something every day.


Tuesday, 12 December 2017

That ****!!

I must admit that although I enjoy attention
Cementing my head into a microwave, never
Really crossed my mind as an option, just not clever,
Rather demonstrating a lack of comprehension
Of the importance of emergency attention,
When the lives of poor people are really in danger
As the result of some accident or disaster;
Not the daft actions of some idiotic chancer.

But I take into account that you are still youthful,
For who amongst us has not behaved as dumb as that,
When in our salad days we sought to appear skillful
In the art of pulling rabbits from out of a hat;
Away with you, repeat not an action so awful,
Lest forever your name results in cries of 'That ****!'

© David Subacchi


David Subacchi lives in Wales (UK) where he was born of Italian roots. He studied at the University of Liverpool and has 4 published collections of his English Language poetry: First Cut (2012), Hiding in Shadows (2014), Not Really a Stranger (2016) and A Terrible Beauty (2016) as well as a collection in Welsh: Eglwys Yng Nghremona (2016).