Sunday, 10 December 2017

Visa to Greeneland ...




I'm reading The Confidential Agent

There's a visa to Greeneland sewn into the lining of my coat - 

There's no honour there, or justice - 

Bombs will soon be falling upon its cinemas and cheap hotels - 

Gunmen will walk through its choking fogs - 

Shameless men will ride in taxis - 

Innocents will die -

No action will be taken without careful forethought - 

The passport in my hand will be false - 

The photograph will be of my face before it changed - 


16.53
Sunday 10 December 2017

The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset 




















Saturday, 9 December 2017

Banjaxed ....



Anne's been banjaxed by a bug - 

All day we've kept to the snug, the radiators on full -

I've just lit the fire - 

We're watching ITV 3 like two washed up dowagers - 

Miss Marple brings comfort - 

A murderous nun is bought to justice - 


18.30
Saturday 9 December 2017

The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset 

Friday, 8 December 2017

Revisiting the walled garden ...




Penelope and I revisited the walled garden - 

Pale sunlight fell on leafless trees -

Small birds followed us - 

We heard them singing in dark arbours - 

Winding paths led to a stilled fountain - 

We stood by a sundial under the December sky - 

A bearded god's face was etched in the metal of the dial - 

A chill wind blew - 

A white rose was still in bloom - 

Attic windows overlooked empty fields - 

Nearby, an elusive soul was held down by marble - 


11.47
Friday 8 December 2017

The Walled Garden
Moreton
Dorset 



Thursday, 7 December 2017

Hippolay ...



The Bosnian lady handed me the Big Issue

Happy Merry Christmas she said - 

How are you? I asked, handing over the small coins - 

Not so good she said - 

Hospital - it's there - pointing to her middle - hippolay - hippolay - 

What - your tummy? I asked - 

No, no -  

She frowned - it's there, hippolay - 

What did she mean, I thought - 

Every Thursday she sat there, on her small folding stool - 

The sunshine warmed her - the rain fell upon her - 

She carried her life upon her back - 

What did I know? - 

Take care I said - you take care - 

Happy Merry Christmas she said - 


11.30
Thursday 23 November 2017

South Street 
Wareham
Dorset 

Wednesday, 6 December 2017

At Gulliver's ...




Late this afternoon, I whiled away the time in Gulliver's Bookshop -

I turned the pages of new biographies -

I blanched when I read a few pages from a history of the Holdomor

A shelf of Science Fiction made me think of strange adventures - 

I was baffled by a cosmologist's explanation of parallel universes - 

Here the only sound was the whisper of freshly printed pages -

The only anxiety was if a volume was foxed - 


16.30
Wednesday 6 September 2017

Gulliver's Bookshop
Wimborne 


Tuesday, 5 December 2017

Watching Bladerunner 2049 ...



Last week, Richard and I saw Bladerunner 2049

We were plunged into a beautiful ravaged world - 

We saw marvels which chilled the heart - 

We held our earliest memories tight - 

Snow fell upon our outstretched hands -


16.23
Tuesday 5 December 2017

The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset


Monday, 4 December 2017

The shell like an ancient coin ...



I picked up a shell from the beach of ribbed sand - 

It was worn thin by the tides and the long passing of years - 

I held it in my hand like an ancient coin - 

I felt the days whisper over my skin - 

I felt still within it the heat of glorious summers - 

If I closed my eyes I could see a golden shore - 

 
15.10
Monday 4 December 2017
 
Studland 
Dorset