Thursday, 15 February 2018

When will I wear my sky blue suit ? ...





I'm idling in the Delfino Lounge - 

I've just bought an exquisite shirt - 

I'm beguiled by a wall of Soviet art - 

I've given a small coin to a homeless man - 

California soul wails a hidden jukebox - 

I think about the Chapel of Rest, deep in the hood - 

I think of all the stories I left there - 

How long will I remember them ? 

*

The doors had been locked on New Year's Eve - 

A fox had walked under the starless sky - 

A double Jameson Lou I said - 

Richard was wearing his older brother's coat - 

The Simple Men played their last song - 

But when will I wear my sky blue suit ?

How long will I dance to midnight guitars ?


10.43
Thursday 15 February 2018

Delfino Lounge 
Poole



Tuesday, 13 February 2018

Looking at a map of Lady Anne's Way ...



Penelope I recited the northern names - 

Askrigg - Langstrothdale Chase - Wharfedale - Little Ormside - Owl Gill

We'll need to use a compass Penelope said - 

Already I felt the wind against my face - 

I saw the remote farmhouses steeped in rain - 

Swallows circled the roofless nave of an abbey church - 

Chill streams joined a shining river - 

When are we going ? I asked Penelope - 

In June Penelope said - 


15.00
Tuesday 13 February 2018

The Old School House 
East Stoke
Dorset  

Monday, 12 February 2018

Oh, Sisyphus ! ...




My dad loved words as well as his glass

He was nimble with a thesaurus - 

He compiled crosswords for the Parish Magazine - 

I'm reading his arcane clues - 

Gilded city, sought never found -

Revolutionary necessity

Teutonic M1

Sisyphus, do make it a little easier pleaded the editor - 


16.59
Monday 12 February 2018

The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset 



Sunday, 11 February 2018

Waking at four in the morning ...





I see my dad's face when I wake at four in the morning - 

*

I see him as a wide eyed infant in a photographer's studio - 

There's a tall plant in a vase behind him - 

The market in Charlotte Street has just started - 

*

I see him as a dockyard apprentice, peaked cap at a saucy angle - 

I see him in tropical whites on the Duke of York - 

*

I see him older, a father now, gold rings round his sleeves - 

*

I see him walking down a street in Lagos - 

The crowd is celebrating independence - 

He's living the joyous moment - 

*

I see him, with his Chief Petty Officers, on the ramparts of Fort Saint Angelo - 


I see him in his Armistice suit, in his eighth decade, smiling and dapper - 

*

Then I see him as I saw him last, in his new bed - 

All his faces are before me - 

The long night gives way to day - 


20.12 
Sunday 11 February 2018

The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset 



A new bed ...



My dad lay in his new shiny bed - 

I didn't want to leave him - 

I leant over and touched his jacket - 

How could I be afraid ? - 

But I knew everything was finished - 

He was already further away from me than the most distant star - 


11.00
Saturday 10 February 2018

Chapel of Rest
Co-op Funeral Directors 
Havant 
Hampshire 

Thursday, 8 February 2018

Different shirts ...



Waiting for the comrades, I read Gareth's words -

I remembered the gaudy nights, the guitars played at midnight - 

I'd been beguiled by a puckish smile - 

There was a summer moon in the velvet sky -  

Each one of us wore our promise as though we wore a golden shirt - 

*

I remembered the long drive north, the clear stream flowing in the darkness - 

Rain had fallen upon the roof of the small house - 

The American mother had smoked thin cigarettes - 

We'd reeled through waist high thistles - 

I'd heard louche wisdom over a glass - 


Later, there'd been a juke box in a Southsea bar - 

Bruce Springsteen was singing we were born to run

Already there were holes in our coats - 

*

Now the wind that sweeps round the world is seeking us out - 

I hear its voice in the quiet streets - 

Beloved faces become chill masks - 

We put on different shirts - 


20.45
Thursday 8 February 2018

The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset 









Wednesday, 7 February 2018

A suit the colour of the sky ...




Soon the day will come - 

I'll wear a suit the colour of the sky - 

My shoes will be for dancing - 

Music will be heard in the empty house - 

My sorrow will become a song - 


17.31
Wednesday 7 February 2018

The Old School House
East Stoke 
Dorset