Reality Tv (A Poem)

Reality TV is everywhere at the moment, so much so I've written a poem about it. If you've watched these shows yourself I'm sure you'll find something to enjoy.

How real is reality TV?
It's a question I feel compelled to ask.
As a genre it doesn't exactly fill me with glee,
Because all too often watching is a difficult task.
Are these shows a reflection of how we behave?
If the answer is yes then I'm afraid the situation is grave.

We watch agape as the Bachelor decides which girl to choose,
And marvel as Housewives model busty plastic.
And watch as wight loss shows muddy the concept of win or lose.
And I have to ask; Is cooking meant to be that drastic?
Is reality TV an exaggeration of our daily lives?
It's little wonder I'm relieved when regular programming arrives.

We're meant to laugh as ageing rockers attempt everyday tasks,
And watch in awe as strangers deal with the might of Big Brother.
"How bad do you want this? The host inevitably asks,
Leaving the contestants to ponder why they bother.
It seems we all have issues with reality TV, but still we watch.
Accompanied by a reassuring botle of scotch.

So again I ask how real is reality TV?
A question with no real answer I fear.
A warped version of the reality inabited by you and me,
They are not privy to the criticism we see and hear.
But like any disease it continues to thrive and grow,
It's simply the result of non scripted people appearing on a scripted show!

- Jeremy Cartner (15/03/2015)

(This is a work of fiction and copyright the author)

A Real Page Turner - A Modern Fairy Tale

An Anniversary Poem that I wrote for my wife.

Everyone loves a fairy tale,
Of which there are a few.
Tales of beautiful princesses and handsome princes,
And the standard witch with her brew.
As children we listened intently to the stories being told,
Secure in the knowledge a happy ending would unfold.

Our modern fairy tale began on the day we met.
You were destined to be my princess,
Only you didn't realize it yet.
The supporting characters played their part,
Which was to love and provide a guiding light,
Totally oblivious to the story that they'd helped to start.

I didn't find you in a locked tower,
Strange but true;
And along the way I didn't fight a dragon breathing fire,
Compared to the classics our obstacles were few.
But regardless we fought them together, side by side,
It became worthwhile on the day you became my bride.

We made our vows,
And the stories beginning came to a close.
But I hear you ask 'Were they happy in the end?'
A very good question I suppose.
It's true I've taken the vow for better or worse a tad too far,
But our family has now grown, a legacy ensured.
And as far as I'm concerned as long as your by my side a happy ending is assured.