North Yorkshire has recently experienced a tremor measuring 3.6 on the Richter scale......
EARTHQUAKE
Did the earth move for you
at three minutes-past nine ?
Or were you light-headed
from too much red wine ?
Our first real quake
of twenty-eleven
in a snowy slice
of Yorkshire heaven;
many were thinking
of returning to work
and forcing a smile
for the management jerk
when he asks if this
is a happy New Year
- the public laughter,
and the private tear.
It felt like a fast train
speeding through a station
or a sexy climax
to years of frustration,
some went on watching
the murders on TV
as if that was more real
than the shaking of a tree
in their own back garden
of fracturing ice
or the car with its
trembling fluffy dice.
Before the tremor
our dog went quiet
and the pet canary
caused a riot
as the cat knocked
over the Christmas tree
and mother spilled
her mug of tea;
six kilometres down
the fault was grating
while upstairs Jonny
was masturbating,
the seismograph
was madly writing
as the room blinked
- flickering lighting.
Now thinking of those
who died elsewhere
or sleep on the streets
with dust in their hair
some quakes are higher
on the Richter scale,
even aftershocks
turn a grown man pale