I walked into a restaurant one daylooking for a bite to eatall the folk were making merrysome dancing on their feet. Eating juicy steakslobster and fine cuisinewashed down with sparkling wineyou know what I mean. Their faces were familiar for I’d seen them on the news living in their second homes – and fancy Mews.Continue reading “The Ruling Classes”
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The Poison
It sails on the morning breezegoes through the bushes and trees touches the hedge rows and fieldsIt catches you if you kneel you can stand up if you wantYou can be small, like an ant you can climb ladder or stairit will get you anywhere or go way down belowin the cellar you know orContinue reading “The Poison”
The Old Tree
Blowing wild is the windtrees bending to and frograss dancing one last timebefore the frost and snow. The birds are dizzy up aloftsitting, thinking what to dosquirrels out collecting nutsbusy just like me and you. A tree is breaking it is timeto kiss the ground and lieher stump is rotten to the coreIt is herContinue reading “The Old Tree”
The Ghost Of Priory Church
Clink and clank down the aisle with frown or smilerattling grates in the still dead of the nightmoving swiftly as if in a mad hasteto go nowhere just lost in endless flight. The air is filled with scent so sweet and brightno light, no sound, but smell of rose abounda fragrance visited with ghost onContinue reading “The Ghost Of Priory Church”
Politicians Of War
Politicians create a bloody warthe enemy is knocking at our doorsending soldiers to fight and spill their bloodthose that love peace and life and all that’s good. Their blood and much more will ebb awayand stain the carpet of white sand todaythe leaders make the rules to stand and fightbut they are safely home inContinue reading “Politicians Of War”
No Parking
I got bit today by a predictormade mistake, thought she was nicetalked to me every time I parkedbut her heart was as cold as ice. Slapped a ticket to my windscreena big yellow square bold as brasswhat’s the meaning of this, I asked“not displayed your blue badge,” said the lass. But she knows me, weContinue reading “No Parking”
Nature’s Walk
Nature’s walk Wondering through the countrysideon a beautiful summer daya gentle breeze to cool my facewhile I daydream the time away. The songbird sings to me its versethe ducks they quack their laughing rhymethe frogs they croak repeatedlynature’s chorus always on time. A sunbeam shimmers on the laketranquillity and peace so nicestretched out as farContinue reading “Nature’s Walk”
Autumn
A carpet of brown multi-coloured formfrom leaves cascading in the heavy breezethe trees are bare and show their crooked armslike old men with sticks bowing without ease. Summer berries have made their last showabundant fruit so sweet is in decaytime for the trees to scatter nuts aroundand the squirrels to cary them away. The season’sContinue reading “Autumn”
A Vision Through The Lens
Look through the lens and expect to see beyond the shore Nothing out there It’s but a blank, the dark Eyes are getting accustomed The earth of smoke The polluted waves A blackened sky A mushroom cloud up to the heavens A scorched earth Bodies charred to the bone I pulled away The sun isContinue reading “A Vision Through The Lens”
Wood Chisels Of Old
The chisel are old, before my timemade of Sheffield steel, the bestI bought them second-hand many years agoas it turned out a good invest. I didn’t know the craftsman thenI never knew his height of skilland the wood he carved and chipped awaycertain I know I never will. But when I cut and par andContinue reading “Wood Chisels Of Old”
