Costa

I have found a place by the entrance
A good draught blows over my shoulder
The cake is Granola, yet
I am still embraced by Yorkshire air

Your jeans may also be tattered at the
Bottoms; we are all getting older
I will buy the crayfish & rocket
For high tea in my hotel room

This part of my lifetime, spent
In cafes, hotels and service-stations
Contributed to my downfall, in matters
Of health, and in affairs of the heart

In recompense it now offers me my writing
The opportunity to observe, the chance
To sip my coffee more slowly; I am
In no hurry, do not rush to reply

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Balcony

I have moved
Into the outdoor sunlight
There is a pleasantly cool breeze
School children gather on the grass

I have a view
A tree covered in catkins
Taut wires
That act as a barrier

I can hear the wagons, or
Maybe they are tractors
Moving up the hill
Out of my line of sight

The young teachers eat cake
Already they look dismayed
At the prospect of a lifetime
Of saying don’t do that

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Prophetic

There is light
From the blue sky
There is evidence of love
In your text message

I have noise & disturbance
It is being human
With a history
Piled up behind me

We could be on the sands
With wind in our hair
Sharing the love
That nature gives us

I have words
That won’t stop pouring
It is being human
With a future ahead

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Onzekerheden

Nearer to the hurt
Further from the ache
Leave the time to suit
Of patience still to wait
Beyond the mirrored view
Into the smoke and mist
To sit beneath the window
Ease into the drift

In the instant's instant
Sounds, near and far away
Love of all that’s distant
She feel’s though to say
Nearer to the hurt
Further from the ache
Leave the time to suit
Of patience still to wait

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Pictures

Entente Cordiale
A sort of dialogue is begun
Backslapping, thin & light
Yet a beginning for all of that

The programme is installing
With what hopes
That the photographs
May be recovered

The database is upgrading

A peace of love
Such fleeting, moving stillness
That brings a facial likeness
To the new morning

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