Tuesday, 24 May 2022

Sat, in the reclining chair

Sat, in the reclining chair

Listening to Dublin Blues

By Guy Clark, one heck

Of a neat singer-songwriter

I loved you on the Spanish Steps

On the day you said goodbye

Next up is Lyle Lovett singing

Step up inside this house

Which might also be related

To that fine teacher Guy Clark

There couldn’t be more than ten

dollars worth to brighten up my day

This is one good playlist

What with Clay Pigeon

And Ellis Unit One

By Blaze Foley and Steve Earle


Monday, 23 May 2022

The pen is refilled

 The pen is refilled

With Berlin Blue ink

And flows ever so smoothly

The last fill

Managed a full book

Of Berlin Notebook paper

So the bar is set

As is often said

In our poetry review

I notice that the ink

Is actually called

No.1 Berlin Notebook Blue

It is by Victor Walter

Who I take to be an artist

From those parts

Sunday, 22 May 2022

I know little

I know little

Of these bales wrapped with twine

Alongside the fen road

I have an idea

That they were purposefully placed

Perhaps by a local farmer

I say this

Because the tyre tracks

Appear to be made by a tractor

The road also

Is covered by mud and debris

Indicative of a spillage or two

Saturday, 21 May 2022

I write to you

I write to you

In ink of indelible blue

I have news for you

Which I believe to be true

I write to you

To say that I wobbled too

I gift these words to you

Perhaps yet another clue

I write to you

With a pen which dribbles through

I have new hope for you

My thoughts in indelible blue

Friday, 20 May 2022

What don’t I already know

What don’t I already know

What would be good for me

How do I begin the journey

To find that which I do not already know

Might you offer guidance

Provide worthwhile suggestions

Gift me the true magic

Of the already known

Do I have to walk further

Tread new paths, a long way

From the security of home

Do I need to join conversations

Take new positions, possibly at risk

Of loss, and solitary times