It was the
Most expensive dinner to date
I don’t like to say how much
But service was fully inclusive
Yes I know, we did both
Choose the specials of the day
Rump steak - medium rare
Fresh caught sea bream - grilled
Served with those
Three times
Cooked chips
A delicacy of the house
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
Wednesday, 10 October 2018
Tuesday, 9 October 2018
Bar None
The tea mug is from Sissinghurst
The damned barking dog
Is from the other side of the trees
The stained glass windows
They might as well be in
Another county; o but they are
The Curious Brew lager
Is made by the Royal Couples
Winemaker from Kent
The deeply inebriated lady
She didn’t ought to be like that
Not by four, on a Sunday afternoon
The damned barking dog
Is from the other side of the trees
The stained glass windows
They might as well be in
Another county; o but they are
The Curious Brew lager
Is made by the Royal Couples
Winemaker from Kent
The deeply inebriated lady
She didn’t ought to be like that
Not by four, on a Sunday afternoon
Monday, 8 October 2018
Audience
The pigeon
For, as far as I know
It is a pigeon
Anyhow the pigeon
If that is what it is
The pigeon claps its wings
Yes madam
I did say claps it’s wings
I did not mean flaps
If I had meant flaps
I would have said flaps
So just clap, now, why don’t you
For, as far as I know
It is a pigeon
Anyhow the pigeon
If that is what it is
The pigeon claps its wings
Yes madam
I did say claps it’s wings
I did not mean flaps
If I had meant flaps
I would have said flaps
So just clap, now, why don’t you
Sunday, 7 October 2018
Go There
A bench
Dry dry wood
From an old old tree
Knots, and age rings
Or partial rings
Up to the sawn edges
Ants enter the crevices
Such an exploration
Yet for what purpose
Other than a desire
To know what it is
That is not yet known
Dry dry wood
From an old old tree
Knots, and age rings
Or partial rings
Up to the sawn edges
Ants enter the crevices
Such an exploration
Yet for what purpose
Other than a desire
To know what it is
That is not yet known
Saturday, 6 October 2018
Flutter
I walk
The butterfly flies
I walk a little further
Another butterfly flies
I walk a little further still
Yet another butterfly flies
I am reminded of the story
Of the tree falling in the forest
If no one is there
Does it make a noise
I walk a good deal further
Believe me
Another butterfly flies
The butterfly flies
I walk a little further
Another butterfly flies
I walk a little further still
Yet another butterfly flies
I am reminded of the story
Of the tree falling in the forest
If no one is there
Does it make a noise
I walk a good deal further
Believe me
Another butterfly flies
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