Certain Uncertainties

I was at the Open University
On an out of town campus
I was answering an examination question
It was a four-part question

The individual sections did not make any sense
Not on their own at any rate
Only when read together did they combine
Into a coherent body, beckoning a clear response

We had been split into two groups
I went off in search of the other group
I was directed towards a single story
Prefabricated building - The Physics Block

There were signs that people had been there
But there was no one there now
Neither in the classrooms nor the laboratories
I went back, and began answering the question

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Outlines, Procedures, And Timescales

It was just like the old days
I was planning
I was making lots of plans
I was working out all sorts of plans
Yet my day ahead was empty
My day before me was free
To do with as I wished
I had no need to plan
I had nothing to plan
Nothing at all

So I changed tack
I planned to become a better person
I planned to be more caring, more loving
I planned to improve my health
Both now and in the future
I planned to be more outgoing
To be less of a recluse
I planned to be more conscientious
To work harder at my writing
Yet I knew there would be difficulties
There would be many failures

So I planned to meditate
I planned to take up a mantra
To sit quietly
Morning and night
I planned to let my thoughts
Come and go just as they wished
I planned to have a settled period
At the end of every meditation
I planned to share my love of meditation
To begin groups and associations
I planned to be a good meditator
Then I heard the bell chime for breakfast

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Jekyll & Hyde

I had two meditations yesterday
The first was quite disturbing
Lots of colours, lots of thoughts
None of which I could relate to
Nothing that I could grasp

The second one was way more lucid
I travelled to a great many places
I had lots of visions, and thoughts
All of which made a good deal of sense
All of which I understood to have a basis

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Sack Lifting Hook

In my favourite cafe
In the chosen corner

Looking out
On the lady with the porkpie hat
Listening in
On the garden refurbishment small-talk

Everyone so it seems
Is going away somewhere
Everyone, more so it seems
Have memories to treasure

Earlier
The funeral cortège drove through town
Led
By the solitary stick-tapping walker

Perhaps it was for the very man
Or the very woman
Who inspired the conversion
Of this bonded storage warehouse

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Feast And Fast

I was at a daytime social gathering, somewhere in the countryside, there were lots of people there, families with children, although I didn't recognise anyone in particular.

There were two big old sports cars, the sort that used to race at Le Mans or Goodwood; a Lotus perhaps and an AC Cobra like on my Scalextric set.

They decided to go for a drive, each with a fair number of passengers, even some standing on the footboards. We walked behind them, soon they came to a junction in the road, they went separate ways.

We kept on walking until we reached a five lanes end place, with tall shops to all sides, garden machinery and the like; a large display trolley, crammed full with cakes and buns got knocked over; "an accident waiting to happen" someone said.

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