An arched stone bridge, one arch
The River Plym flows off of the moor
An ice cream van in the car park
Children playing in the water
It is quiet later on, as I drive by
On my way home from work
I help to take colour out of water
Making it fit and safe to drink
Although my role is one of observer
An ice cream van in the car park
On my way home from work
Occasionally I would call in
To purchase a lollipop or vanilla tub
The River Plym flows off of the moor
I help to take colour out of water
Meanwhile saving what I could
Although my role is one of observer
An arched stone bridge, one arch
It is quiet later on, as I drive by
To purchase a lollipop or vanilla tub
Occasionally I would call in
Children playing in the water
Making it fit and safe to drink
Meanwhile saving what I could
Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Sunday, 5 August 2018
Saturday, 4 August 2018
Cube 1: Bottom, left, right, front, back, top
I am aware of the completeness of my body
As I stand between the monumental stone pillars
I breathe in, I breathe out, I take a step forwards
Onto the narrow, rutted, potholed lane
With walls, fences, and verges to the side
The lane turns corners and falls gradually
Before reaching the main road and the promenade
Which in turn takes me down to the beach
I remember the rippled, and wet, firm sands
The tide was receding
The sunrise was slowly rising
I breathe in, I breathe out, I take a step forwards
I stop, stand in wonder for a while; I retrace my steps
Before reaching the main road and the promenade
The tide was receding
I am aware of the completeness of my body
I sit in the cafe with a coffee and a cigarette
The lane turns corners and falls gradually
The sunrise was slowly rising
Onto the narrow, rutted, potholed lane
I stop, stand in wonder for a while; I retrace my steps
With walls, fences, and verges to the side
I remember the rippled, and wet, firm sands
I sit in the cafe with a coffee and a cigarette
As I stand between the monumental stone pillars
I breathe in, I breathe out, I take a step forwards
Onto the narrow, rutted, potholed lane
With walls, fences, and verges to the side
The lane turns corners and falls gradually
Before reaching the main road and the promenade
Which in turn takes me down to the beach
I remember the rippled, and wet, firm sands
The tide was receding
The sunrise was slowly rising
I breathe in, I breathe out, I take a step forwards
I stop, stand in wonder for a while; I retrace my steps
Before reaching the main road and the promenade
The tide was receding
I am aware of the completeness of my body
I sit in the cafe with a coffee and a cigarette
The lane turns corners and falls gradually
The sunrise was slowly rising
Onto the narrow, rutted, potholed lane
I stop, stand in wonder for a while; I retrace my steps
With walls, fences, and verges to the side
I remember the rippled, and wet, firm sands
I sit in the cafe with a coffee and a cigarette
Friday, 3 August 2018
Cube 1: Top, bottom, left, right, front, back
Grandad paid for the tenancy
Mum and dad, landlord and landlady
Dad’s second job, delivering to the road-work navvies
I changed schools, from Thurlestone to Birdsedge
From daily tears to daily joy
But no more rides on the steam shunting engine
Our very own full-size football field
With a lamp-post for a nighttime kick-about
Mum and dad, landlord and landlady
Raiding gardens, scrumping strawberries and peas
Playing tin-can-squash with the big boys
But no more rides on the steam shunting engine
Dad’s second job, delivering to the road-work navvies
Braziers, for frying bacon and egg breakfasts
As the kerbstones were unloaded by hand
Our very own full-size football field
I changed schools, from Thurlestone to Birdsedge
Playing tin-can-squash with the big boys
Braziers, for frying bacon and egg breakfasts
With a lamp-post for a nighttime kick-about
Grandad paid for the tenancy
Raiding gardens, scrumping strawberries and peas
As the kerbstones were unloaded by hand
From daily tears to daily joy
Mum and dad, landlord and landlady
Dad’s second job, delivering to the road-work navvies
I changed schools, from Thurlestone to Birdsedge
From daily tears to daily joy
But no more rides on the steam shunting engine
Our very own full-size football field
With a lamp-post for a nighttime kick-about
Mum and dad, landlord and landlady
Raiding gardens, scrumping strawberries and peas
Playing tin-can-squash with the big boys
But no more rides on the steam shunting engine
Dad’s second job, delivering to the road-work navvies
Braziers, for frying bacon and egg breakfasts
As the kerbstones were unloaded by hand
Our very own full-size football field
I changed schools, from Thurlestone to Birdsedge
Playing tin-can-squash with the big boys
Braziers, for frying bacon and egg breakfasts
With a lamp-post for a nighttime kick-about
Grandad paid for the tenancy
Raiding gardens, scrumping strawberries and peas
As the kerbstones were unloaded by hand
From daily tears to daily joy
Thursday, 2 August 2018
Cube 1: Back, top, bottom, left, right, front
No signal, no email
No phone, no text
Committal and commitment
For all of the coming days
No signal, no email
Intimidation as her very way of being
Ego as the means of survival
A dog eat dog kind of life
For all of the coming days
Breaking down the inner policeman
Growing strong and growing proud
Learning, learning; learning all the while
No phone, no text
No shortage of confident young people
Intimidation as her very way of being
Breaking down the inner policeman
Congratulations on your performance
Committal and commitment
Ego as the means of survival
Growing strong and growing proud
A dog eat dog kind of life
No shortage of confident young people
Congratulations on your performance
Learning, learning; learning all the while
No phone, no text
Committal and commitment
For all of the coming days
No signal, no email
Intimidation as her very way of being
Ego as the means of survival
A dog eat dog kind of life
For all of the coming days
Breaking down the inner policeman
Growing strong and growing proud
Learning, learning; learning all the while
No phone, no text
No shortage of confident young people
Intimidation as her very way of being
Breaking down the inner policeman
Congratulations on your performance
Committal and commitment
Ego as the means of survival
Growing strong and growing proud
A dog eat dog kind of life
No shortage of confident young people
Congratulations on your performance
Learning, learning; learning all the while
Wednesday, 1 August 2018
Cube 1: Front, back, top, bottom, left, right
Jigsaw-puzzle on the table
Macaroni cheese for dinner
Coffee in the World Peace Cafe
Guided meditation in the Bow Room
Photographs in the walled garden
Trip out to Millington village
Ploughed fields; partridges, or were they pheasants
Treetops and steam topped power stations
Macaroni cheese for dinner
Across the road to Kilnwick Percy Spa
Trip out to Millington village
Single bedded bedroom, bathroom shared with six
Guided meditation in the Bow Room
Chanted prayers play on compact disks
Treetops and steam topped power stations
Buddhism becoming Meditationism
Jigsaw puzzle on the table
Across the road to Kilnwick Percy Spa
Photographs in the walled garden
Chanted prayers play on compact disks
Coffee in the World Peace Cafe
Single bedded bedroom, bathroom shared with six
Ploughed fields; partridges, or were they pheasants
Buddhism becoming Meditationism
Macaroni cheese for dinner
Coffee in the World Peace Cafe
Guided meditation in the Bow Room
Photographs in the walled garden
Trip out to Millington village
Ploughed fields; partridges, or were they pheasants
Treetops and steam topped power stations
Macaroni cheese for dinner
Across the road to Kilnwick Percy Spa
Trip out to Millington village
Single bedded bedroom, bathroom shared with six
Guided meditation in the Bow Room
Chanted prayers play on compact disks
Treetops and steam topped power stations
Buddhism becoming Meditationism
Jigsaw puzzle on the table
Across the road to Kilnwick Percy Spa
Photographs in the walled garden
Chanted prayers play on compact disks
Coffee in the World Peace Cafe
Single bedded bedroom, bathroom shared with six
Ploughed fields; partridges, or were they pheasants
Buddhism becoming Meditationism
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