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Thursday, 14 May 2020

Non-Verbal Communication

We approach each other
In our automobiles
On the narrow country lane

I pull into the side to let you pass
You do the same
Then flash your headlights
As if to say, please carry on

I drive forward
As I pass you I wave
You do the same, then move off

We haven’t met before
We might never meet again

After this short, but pleasant interlude
I return to listen to Pink Floyd’s
Obscured by Clouds

They sing that there will be war
They sing that there will be peace
I say to myself: such is life, c’est la vie


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Wednesday, 13 May 2020

Best Wishes

Dr Joe said he could change me
So I bought his morning and evening guided meditations

His idea is to train and build our mind to think of the future
Rather than dwelling on the past

Then a strange coincidence
A messenger message
From someone I have never met

But a writer, who had a poem
In the Gregory Anthology 1985-86
Which I took to psychology summer school

A big part of my past
Which I may now wish to drop altogether
From my projected future

Began at that summer school
Is this simply a coincidence
Or a happenstance warning, in disguise


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Tuesday, 12 May 2020

Process

Sometimes just a few words
Sometimes a complete sentence
Always words eventually for the page
Always seeking change or rearrangement

For several nights
Or rather several mornings
On the cusp of waking
On the escape from later dreams

I cannot recollect the words
I cannot remember the meaning
Except in a way I saw it as a question
Except in a sense I felt a rebuttal


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Monday, 11 May 2020

Wrap

One more beach cafe Americano
In fact my last, for today we leave
Which is tinged with sadness
Yet also serves as a freedom

Free from worry about my sciatica
Which has claimed most
Of my sleeping time
For the past three nights

Claimed with the use of surreal dreams
Claimed by the forays into delirium
As one imagines was regularly abroad
In the previous generation’s asylums

You might have visited
Such a place yourself
Or seen one of the many exhibitions
On dystopia, which toured the UK

The bill is paid
But the utopia will remain
Well after we are gone
Though will we still know of it


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Sunday, 10 May 2020

Treasure

A description of the sea on our last day at Atrium Prestige

First to say something about the sharp line of the horizon which goes all the way from right to left, also from left to right

Then to talk of the flickers of sunlight which shimmer in the same V formation as a skein of geese in flight

As if they too are heading for the shoreline cafe where I take my daily Americano

Now I have a desire to write about you; you are the sea, the sea is you, you and the sea have bonded

Just as have I been able to sit in the shade, to pen a few words, without fear of interruption

And just when you thought it was all superficial I must tell you of the nearby shipwrecks and lives lost

Also of the deep-water divers who now act as environmental policemen to keep watch on those who would pollute

Yes it is azure, yes it is blue, yes it is ideal for swimming and diving, yes it is why I write what I write


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