The hiss of Qashqais ...

I whisper the names of the motorway service stations - 

Woodall, Tibshelf, Trowell -

I recall their arcades of beckoning games -

Their masked visitors - 

The hiss of Qashqais on the carriageway - 

18 May 2021

Scarborough 

Brightness still falling from the air ...

Once more we saw bluebells from the winding path -

Blueness amongst ash and hawthorn - 

Brightness still falling from the air - 

Saturday 15 May 2021

Lulworth 

Dorset 

Wings in the air ...

There were bright wings in the air - 

Songs carried by the wind - 

I saw young gods, beguiled by the air - 

Halfway between sea and hidden shore -

Friday 14 May 2021

Ringstead 

Dorset 

Then I'll take my hat off ...

Inspector Thursday haunts my dreams - 

He sits in the 1960's like a troubled king - 

I can hear him now - 

Those words murmured in a dark place -

Then I'll take my hat off -

Friday 14 May 2021

The Old School House 

East Stoke 

Dorset 

The old Bear ...

There were boozy idlers here once - 

They'd lurch down the corridor towards the jakes - 

There'd be dangerous laughter in the bar - 

Smoke curling against the yellow ceiling - 

Spilled ale glistening on the floorboards - 

There were photographs of lean jockeys -

Monstrous pikes would glower at tawny girls -

The stairs led to a warren of low ceilinged rooms - 

The moon netted in cobwebs - 

The stars caught in a broken window - 

Thursday 13 May 2021

Wareham 

Dorset 

A winged man leaps from the tower ...

I'm reading J G Ballard - 

I imagine Blake walking across the water meadows - 

Weird orchids mark his  path -

A swordfish wears a crown of eels -

Marmosets hide amongst the apple blossom - 

Vines cover the lichened box tomb - 

A banyan tree casts a growing shade - 

A winged man leaps from the tower -

Wednesday 12 May 2021

The Old School House

East Stoke 

Dorset 

I wore wings of yellow feathers ...

There were now leaves on the knotted oaks -

Birds sang in bright fields - 

There were bluebells - 

Pools where dragonflies would soon dazzle - 

I wore wings of yellow feathers - 

My bones were young and green - 

Tuesday 11 May 2021

Arne 

Dorset