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Tuesday 10 February 2015

Vague, feint

A pub
On the corner
Only a few doors from my flat
After tea, nothing else to do
But only a couple of pints, not to get inebriated
Deserted snug room
Well worn, four-legged tables
Fabric covered seats
Old barman, with no desire for conversation
Read the Western Morning News
Killed time
Walked back to an empty home


Monday 9 February 2015

Flash non-fiction (never impossible to try)

It struck me, in that instant
As I drove away from the railway station

The girl, on her mobile phone
She had difficulty with comprehension
The old men in the pub; roast Sunday lunch
They had friends, newspapers, beer and conversation

Impossible thoughts lingered; whale riders
Bungee jumpers and presidents of the world
Impossible thoughts of eternity that allow
All things to become all things whatever

The joy of sharing distant yet close experiences
Explicit moment; I did not know what he was thinking


Sunday 8 February 2015

Another's memory

There we go, parting
Hopes
Starting all over again

Bird droppings
On the bonnet
Corn high up on the hill

Words seemed
Once forgotten
Shakespeare was instilled

There we go, starting
Hopes
Parting all over again




Saturday 7 February 2015

The long and the short of a part of my life Volume 1 Final Page

I take coffee
A croissant spread with fresh honey

Today is Health & Safety training day
Darkness came easier than silence
Insulated door pulled to
Flick of the table lamp switch
There you have it
Intense black
Complete & utter absence of light

Yet sit back, in the armchair
Hear the children call
Hear birds in the garden
Hear the wind
Whistle over the rooftops
Hear the heartbeat
Followed by the breath
Drawn a little slimmer

Stillness comes and goes
It is a pleasure
Yet to hold on to
Damn those undercurrents
Feel the need to move, to do
To make a gesture
To talk, to work
To graft
In some way, shape, or form

Hear the clock, tick-tock
Hear the car drive by
Hear the singer
On the radio
Hear the drumbeat
Followed by the love line
Drawn a little thinner

Howl, continuum of vibration
In the roof-space
Down the chimney
Also
Amongst the physical being

Just to talk to you
To think of you
Just that brought a smile
To a noisy day; worked out
In the search for ambient silence


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Friday 6 February 2015

The long and the short of a part of my life Volume 1 Page 25

A year goes by
The sea was 
Millers visionary blue
The sky of a similar
But slightly lighter hue
Through our apartment window

The beach
The cliffs
The town
The view
I did love you
But it wasn't enough

Tired
But anxious to write
Each visit is important

Tired
But words push out
A take-over manoeuvre

Tired
But eyes close; a left field response
Known as the somnambulists defence

Tired
But happy to accept
Enough is enough

Anecdotes
At the very next table
And also behind me

The camouflage boys
Talk of deserts and landing beaches
They describe tanks
Caught in cross-fire operations
Passports to and from the war zone


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