Swenglish - so far
I've been a fly on
the wall,
a spy in the everyday
life
of my friends
The walls between
me and other
people
have become thin
like five-pound
notes
I’ve shared their
fry-ups and Sunday
roasts
their fish ‘n’
chips
and Marmite toast
I’ve read stories
to little brats
and battled with wild
cats
I’ve cleared up domestic
mess
God bless the
English
- keep calm and
carry on!
I’ve met fussy tea
drinkers
and heavy deep
thinkers
Mediation and
dance
Taking a chance
when quizzing in a
pub
surviving the
greasy grub
Bubbling and
squeaking
I’m sick of
toilets
that don’t flush and
I blush
like the Setting Sun
when I think of
all the fun
conversations I’ve
had
in bedrooms and
bathrooms
I’ve slept in a
caravan
in kitchens and public
houses
Cheers! Another
pint,
I feel frail after
all the real ale
Beer Festivals and
Red Tents
I’ve been up on
the Downs
for countryside
strolls
and lost control
of weeds in
gardens
I’ve climbed walls
and I’ve painted
walls
I’ve been off the
wall
and driven my friends
up the wall
One woman nearly
slapped me
but I felt more
numb
when this guy rubbed
my bum
Breaking down the
wall
between Sweden and England
I’m not Swedish, I’m not English
I’m Swenglish!
©Lou Ice 2012
I wrote this poem, looking back on the fifteen weeks I spent with fifteen different people in England this spring and early summer. I've only got a couple of days left of my break that I've spent in and around my hometown Nässjö. On Sunday I move in with the first person in Sweden who lives in Malmö in the South, and later on this autumn I'll go all the way up to Umeå in the North. I'm excited and ready to hit the road again!
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Photo by Adriana Pusha who works for Brighton and Hove TV that are making a documentary about Swenglish.
Love this! Hope that poem is going in the book too! :-) x x x
ReplyDeleteThanks darling! And thanks for teaching me to sort of like Marmite ... :=) xxx
ReplyDeleteI like the sneak preview of what is coming in the book! It raises so many questions. And it's interesting to see that food and drink occur so much in the poem.
ReplyDeleteYou can't sort of like marmite Lou, it's all in or all out.
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