Charity Shops & A Picture Of A Fish

Here is a little poem called ‘Charity Bags’ and a nice picture that I took in Chester Zoo at the weekend. These two things have nothing in common.
 
Charity Bags
 
When we are bored
of our ageing
material
things
 
And we suffer
domestic mental clutter
caused by fuddled surroundings
 
Then we crave order
and purging pursuits
 
Warm days bring on
thoughts of charity bags
 
Cleaning our lives out it seems
may some how
help starving mouths feed
 
Popping old things
in a bin bag
 
Contributing to a weird notion
that these things will
help solve the problems of the world
 
When quite possibly
they are just things in bags
 
Sat unused in the back rooms
of semi derelict
shops