Marxist. Trade Unionist. Socialist-feminist. Author. Poet. Speaker. Tutor. RMT ex-Exec. Workers' Liberty. Autie. Bi. PUFC fan.

A Warm Hand

Submitted by Janine on 04 July 2018 at 17:55

I wanted to clap at the funeral today
But I think that is seen as poor taste
I longed to applaud such a brilliant speech
But I feared it would seem out of place

I wanted to shout 'Hear! Hear!' when you said
Deceased was a wonderful chap
The whole of me knew this was so very true
I was craving to let out a clap

I wouldn't have whooped, or whistled, or cheered
Or given a standing ovation
But your tribute was funny, and bang on the money
It deserved our polite acclamation

I managed to keep to a smile and a weep
And ensured that the tone wasn't ruined
But it will be fine if you all clap at mine
- Just hold back on the hissing and booing

This poem is included in the book, The Big J vs The Big C: issues, experiences and poems in the battle against breast cancer