By the apparent call for stillness
The artist looks up
With palette knife in hand
Speed painting, in a pastoral style
Back to that day by the river
Two boys at play
Discovered by a father often absent
All through the night the grasses remain
Grazed by ponies, sheep and foals
The forthcoming darkness and silence
Asks that rightful ownership once again descend
Not cured, but stable
Almost no palpitations
This time of leaving
Death at the roadside
Stops instant
The self-indulgent postulations
I walk to the beach
Paul and Dawn get married
Sunshine dried earth
Cracks the pond-side track
The steel band serenades
Alone in the shade
Of trees and scrub
Sand, more as dust
Fallen timber refuse
Flung far from the Atlantic
In the Tennyson lounge
A pen & ink, of Happy Days
Linked to the wedding celebration
In the sunlit flooded garden
Beneath the gold statue
Of Napoleon on his crazy horse
