Since September 2013 I have been the main blog controller for Kilburn Unemployed Workers Group (KUWG), with intermittent postings.(1) There I have acquired the nom de plume 'Dude Swheatie of Kwug' on account of
- the KUWG nickname,
- the fact that I wear a posh hat, and
- a spoof on my surname 'Wheatley'.
So I'll 'kick off' this new blog with a poem I wrote in the early 1990's, Communal Womb.
There are times when I feel cut off —
Separated from the world —
Outside. Starved of Love.
Like an abandoned child.
In such times I write my poetry,
Reaching in to seek the Womb in me.
And there are times when I know
That I'm enough —
With a fertile, abundant world around
My glowing, life-giving, fireball of Love.
I blend my vision with the here and now.
In such times I share my poetry,
To celebrate the union of the Womb and me.
And in such times I share my poetry,
To seed the Communal Womb.
By Alan the Poet Therapeutic
© 1990 by Alan Wheatley