Who needs mains?

Make your own drains.

Who profits -

someone must profit they say -

Life profits!

Life and all things green and free.

I profited

profited from living with pigs

Yes pigs, try them,

and ducks and geese and

noisy quarrelsome cocks

and capable, crazy, lovely people.

For water, the waterfall and well,

For warmth the wood and the soul,

For work, the pickaxe, mattock and spade

For backdrop, wild Nothing

which is Everything

This poem was inspired by my first experience recently of 'Wwoofing' - working for free on an organic farm. For more information, check out http://www.wwoof.org.uk/