Worbarrow Down

We climbed the high hill -

We passed dead trees, sculpted by the wind -


Below were the poignant bones of the village -

The ceilings of air in the shattered houses -


The school for invisible children -

A telephone box for speechless  ghosts -




Worbarrow Down

October 3 2026

Whilst he was on the swings his smile touched heaven

We'd waited for Jake amongst the nanas and young mums -

There were dads wearing sliders -


Anne scooped him up in her arms -

His class was called Robins -


In the park, Jake ate strawberries -

Whilst he was on the swings his smile touched heaven -



Salisbury 

September 2026 

It comes back to me

It comes back to me -

I remember -

Before you fell out of love with me -

When you were wild and naked -

I thought it would go on forever - 

October 1 2026 

Tom's beard

 Tom's beard is like a prophet's -

The beard of a sage -

As though he were leading his people -

Following a pillar of fire -

Or sitting outside a dacha -

Bearing witness with a sorrowful pen -



Swanage 

September 30 2026 

Dancing to the music of The Blue Racoons

George sat at the story teller's feet -

His sleek head glowed with love -


On a table were the tiny bones of a watch -

There was a guitar leaning against a chair -


George knew all the stories -

In his head he was dancing to the music of The Blue Racoons -

Swanage 

September 29 2026 

The joy of a flat white after swimming

The joy of a flat white after swimming -

Our numbed fingers becoming warm -

The bravery of your gaze -

Your smile -

Pier Cafe

Swanage 

September 28 2026 

Beguiled

I was beguiled by this hidden garden -

There was a holly tree with bright leaves -

Berries in red clusters on slim branches -

Pale green apples in a shapely tree -

A rose still in bloom with luscious silky petals -

Gargoyles were hanging from the church tower -

Grasping the lichened stones -

Their mouths gaping above an olive tree -

Rain would soon fall -

Beyond the narrow gate were old houses filled with silence -

A giant lay on the hill under rearing clouds - 

Cerne Abbas

September 27 2026