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Thursday, 16 April 2015

62 & 63

The cafe, all to myself
It is how I hoped it would be
Except there is no verandah
Overlooking the rippling water
The coffee is neat and the cake is ok
It isn't brilliant, but it could be

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Long shadows
Ice cold, zero degrees
The waves lap
I shoot a short video
Later I might listen
To British Sea Power
Remember
Being sat by your side
On our sofa-settee
Watching their video


Wednesday, 15 April 2015

61

Big blue sky
Golden, Tate & Lyle, sunlight
The farmer, with his muck-spreader
Has been here before me
To the top of the hill
Long shadows, dry stone walls
A caravan in a cold cold field

Down the hill
Round the corner
To see that long stretch of water
To the maker of puddings and cakes
Stones and walls and geometric columns
Strolls past fire pits with frozen fingers
On snow and ice, beside expectant geese


Tuesday, 14 April 2015

60

One day, by the water, by the woods
Trying hard not to think
Of being beside the sea, on the beach

To drink in the nothing of nothingness
Silent in these silent times
Of no one here to share the day, or night

It is a chosen celebration, a rehearsal of sorts
Force beyond the force
Which settles, without thought, for the status quo

So with pen and pencil, and a closed
Or ever so slightly open mind
Let the weather join in and the love be with you


Monday, 13 April 2015

58

Three vestiges of sleep
To steep, half-dreaming, half-waking
Shaking round the youth I keep
Half-forgetting, half-forsaking

All alone and all together
Oft misused best yes forever
Now's the time, now or never
To trace the steps, reboot the leather

Time is time and time is ticking
Reset the alarm, rework the knitting
Were we standing or were we sitting
At the party in the midst of middling

Another neat volume, of plain pages
Another fresh mind, one that still rages
All the while he seeks out the sages
Living out the teenage ages

That we might reach who knows where
To find ourselves without a care
Live a life to stop and stare
Will he doubt or will he dare


Sunday, 12 April 2015

57

In the library I was in the park
In the park I was on the beach
On the beach I was in the bookshop
In the bookshop I was having dinner
Having dinner I was making love
Making love I was settling the bill
Settling the bill I was thinking of yesterday
Yesterday I was thinking of tomorrow
Tomorrow I will be fighting the fire once more