You left
Without saying goodbye
But you took
My washing off the line
I guess in case it rained
Is it the sunlight
Or is it the flowers
Is it the frost
Or is it the dew
Wednesday, 4 June 2025
Tuesday, 3 June 2025
Fresh Start
Yesterday, one heck of a wind
Blowing through those great big
Horse Chestnut and Plane trees
Around The Green, on The Revesby Estate
I should have known a storm was coming
And I did know that the storm was near
As I sat on the park bench in Horncastle
To eat my fish and chips
Well my car is new, so you wouldn’t
Have me eat them in there, now would you
I had been to see the hygienist in Spilsby
To have my gums checked
Also to have my teeth deep-cleaned
With a powder and warm-water concoction
Which truly did the business
Today it is calmer, warmer
The fierce rains washed away
Whatever had to be washed away
But I’m still here, writing as ever
Trying to find my very own authentic voice
Monday, 2 June 2025
On The Rebound
The holiday to Egypt
Has been cancelled
Apparently, there are no flights
But it’s not the tour operator’s fault
And anyway, they’ve offered a discount
If we find a more expensive vacation
I think he’s talking to his mother
Montego Bay is being favoured
It is half the price, so he says
Of other Caribbean Islands
It’s good to know, don’t you think
That when folk are choosing
Exciting vacations
They are still being careful
Sunday, 1 June 2025
Cross Dressing
The dog ran towards me
Barking ferociously
The lady said
You have obviously spooked him
Then she called him Chloe
And I thought, obviously
Who’s spiking who here then
Saturday, 31 May 2025
Choosing
The young Japanese woman walks by
This was the road, now it isn’t
Please drive carefully, especially
Beware of the weeping willow
One of them had a camera
And a shoulder bag saying Mom
The other more of a hiker’s rucksack
To go with her forward’s gait
The 257 bus arrived
Just as I reached Bamford station
If I had have waited for all of that time
Would any of it have been wasted
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