For "Her Kind" -- a Poem for the Sunday Muse

 

    Banished 

Banished she was, 

banished from her old 

stump on the corner 

The stumping corner 

where she'd paid her dues 

Dues that hurt, dues for 

audiences' pleasure 

Limited to what she could say 

and still stump from that old place 

place on a corner of 

London's Hyde Park 

She'd talk of women's rights, 

rights of the poor to survive, 

rights to choose church of choice, 

and rights to change one's xxx 

Oh there were others too 

unpopular stances she'd take 

Even then needed a permit 

city of London, to stump there, 

there in the city of freedom 

So she moved her stance to 

a field held by an uncle 

Someone's uncle 

a man she didn't know

didn't know and couldn't find 

Permit not needed now 

out of London's Hyde park 

Tell it like she likes, 

tell it like it really is and/or 

like it should be 

Her audiences will come 

hot chocolate when it's cold 

coffee and scones then too 

Ice cold tea and ice cream

when it's hot, sandwiches always 

Her "kind of people" coming now 

more will be soon as word gets out 

Where to find her new stump 

where the goodies for tummies are 

Look, see, they're coming now 

Fern's on her fingers topics, 

reminders for the day, and 

make sure "her kind" are voting 

Outside Hyde Park, one "corner's" gate (November, 2022) 

 

A walkway inside Hyde Park, 11-2022

 

Taken in 2013 inside Hyde Park, London, U.K.

Same scene as above, November, 2022 
[click on any picture, once, or twice for larger viewing]

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved   

 - I am linked with Carrie for the picture prompt, The Sunday Muse #251, 

   https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2023/03/sunday-muse-251.html

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