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Monday, 25 August 2014

Outlines & Structures

There are many sketches of faces
Layered in vertical and horizontal arrays
On his video the artist talked of movement
His sculptures bring his words to life

The guide says it’s too late to go there today
She says this many times, at many bus-stops
Right now we are outside the Scottish Parliament
We are told it won the Stirling prize for architecture

I myself think it disjointed and emblazoned
With all kinds of frippery, some of which I now
Learn is meant to be representative of open
Government; drawn curtains and the like!


Sunday, 24 August 2014

Before the Riots

There is much to be done
Sufficient work for everyone
But first to rebuild the spirit
Energise; engage with all

Some to work with hedgerows
Some to work with books
Work together in towns and cities
Working alone with claws and hooks

Everyone to find their own self
Yet encompass communal pride
Everyone in congregation
With time for their solitary side

Some to work in organisation
Some to simply do
Good to work becomes the ethic
Also to grow and prosper too

Strive towards the good life
Quality to be indigenously bound
Everywhere then aimed at pleasure
Fresh life for sights and sounds

Some to bring on excellence
Some to support and aid
Work of a thousand varieties
With reward truly and fairly paid

The deluded ramblings of a working class Yorkshireman who believes attention to detail and commitment to aesthetic beauty would solve our countries lot


Saturday, 23 August 2014

I As You

To live the two lives
In the one life
To daydream of that face
While we sojourn in this place

To race no more
The chase left for others
Let the door swing
Follow the older brothers

But roses still grow
& summer brings flowers
The love-wish which we throw
Is so sprinkled with showers


Friday, 22 August 2014

Hallgarth in August

The lights are out, the power is down, rain beats it's way through the trees. The tittle tattle of a thousand and one creatures is silenced. A perfect time for contemplation, let my meditation CD begin. I’ve listened until my toes tingled, and for sure there were a couple of power naps along the way.

The rain is gone, the traffic returns, the railway too, but not yet any sight, or sound, of the power.


Thursday, 21 August 2014

Seersucker

Soft blue sky
Warm winds breeze
Too enticing to leave
Time to plunge
To swim in Cleethorpes sea

Mother and daughter
Wet and wild and free
Twist their cotton garments
As my mother used to wring
The washing, back in 1963