Swingers Four farthings for this moment in truce before we become footloose and fancy free one penny for amity in hearing my fears for you and I, one plead from me may turn your delicate snarl into smile Two half pence for soft words warm that in hope will melt these ill fitting rusting ice cold suits now toys in play; armored against you or I? Do we still have one mind or is it now bordered with grey? Our life’s path now swaying swinging over uncharted lands and in truth I am not enjoying this... Sign in to see full entry.
Ice cubes light blue she walks in from tomorrow taking over today Sanctuary swaying cult is her delay Storm in a teacup read them green read them brown I’m back in town cried Jake the runaway Birthed in lighting cuddled in storm yet still licked the light rain from the faces of strangers eyebrows but no umbrellas Shook hands with my eldest son Steven sovereigns victories gold no paper trail for fools to follow just Chinese launder one big puzzle Sign in to see full entry.
Pure light dull sparks welding gleaming shipyard red in memory where once East India Dockers hooks full with family pride earn’t weekly by daily their blister flowered bread Rusting now in black armchairs their sold off hulls that kept pride beating hearts floating upon the British tide Belfast across too Glasgow, Newcastle Sunderland never found wanting Liverpool sound made its way down into Old London Town The red labour men were marching ‘’commies they called them though they wouldn’t dare ’’... Sign in to see full entry.
Blue was Scarlett when the rain came indigo run down her cheeks revealing red sad eyes Graham sun-danced because he loved her always had, just one Scarlett stare all he had ever known was making his mind up walking along Shaking Leg Ally Echoing after him was her blue bounding walls ‘’return to my lush green valley Graham ‘’ cried the red in Scarlett’s blue soft eyes Sign in to see full entry.
Calm Before Storm News before weather told of our incoming plight, the beginning of evening, yes that’s it!Around sunset on into the night People stood wide eyed opening bedroom windows shapes staring at shaman signs quite and frowning these small pieces of the heavens for all at first was still ordinary clouds aspiring like the rabbit pulled from the magicians top-hat now becoming cyclone grey before black Subjects of photography, smiles concealing anxiety from the fretful child huddled... Sign in to see full entry.
Samuel Pepys Was Once In Town Whom would have thought, once stride like I down the narrow cobbled streets of Harwich Port Town you may have met Samuel Pepys! From what I’ve read, had a wonderful time The fifth of eleven children though by age of just seven God bless only three survived Born Londoner becoming a learned man Huntingdon grammar school and Trinity Hall Magdalene Colleges seeking his knowledge classical mathematical an accomplished musician well so they reckon ( to the beauty of both... Sign in to see full entry.
Old Brian Said ‘’ Fifty years ago I couldn’t stand a bloody moment of old Tom Aston, he’d been left the white newly painted three bedroom cottage for himself plus the beautiful brunette Betsey he’d taken for his wife, the old Saxon church Just one leap over his back garden wall for quick confessions if he’d done any wrong at ‘all then also the bloody local council go and top it ‘all! They stick one of them brand new flash looking red telephone box’s in the ground right opposite his puffed up... Sign in to see full entry.
Hidden mysteries veiled for centuries unknown by most just a little by some, within their watery eye on remembering Tribe in name of blood through pain ‘’ Trinovantes’’ Celts Of Wrabness Essex This walk of now and present this joining Of whispering with our respected ancestors This coming and going Of yesterdays Today being gone Once you have breathed and walked Upon this disappearing earth For one day as before it will be no more So with given breath of the Young with Full-Lungs Live protect... Sign in to see full entry.
Pink pudding was the sunrise hints of suttle edible grey- layered fresh from oven bake over the deep blue bay of Harwich Port Town From the top of Red Fox Hill in the early morning still this break of day frill begun its display along with whispering slight breezing bending leafless limbs within empty winter forest seemed professional as they conducted the beginning in light mixing array of the North Essex skies I kid you not, one slight tear slid in wonder from one blue glazed eye payment for... Sign in to see full entry.
I had one and half hours walk, around half past four, alone with the setting of the Sun. She is always good fun! ‘’I beg mercy ‘’ hollered the Pure Light Of Day ‘’ for poor Pre and Artful Judgmental.’ ‘’Let them eat their own scales’’ whispered The Pitch Black Of Night! ‘’Freedom is colourful, is it not’’ spoke Soft Blow of the ever changing winds Father Time let out a loud fake snore, knowing old friend Evolution would knock o n this particular door ‘’ On lengthy examination, plus acute... Sign in to see full entry.