i planted seeds

of honesty

some of them grew

bakers

cafe

near the works along the high street

traffic free

a treat

while shopping

while cathedral closed doors

gained comfort further

up the street in morgans

all good fabrics

we thought it had closed

too

are we fading gently?

the sign was hand written

we need a tv

no witnesses nor mormons

in pencil

i was gone some time

past tense can be horribly traumatic

apprehensive i write this

when all around are wishing well

while you have disappeared

as the trial continues

track six is on repeat again

it is with reservation that i think

these things

aims & opportunities

some say it was cleansing

& they were right.

sbm.

door

dark/ we painted it

all vaguely national

trust

it has been damp & sticks

we kicks

it to open

the old shows through the cracks

sbm.

she had the one/ now i own it

i have many it is a thing

she said that they invented one

along with numerals & sandals

i think there is a gregorian all

out of date and chanting

yet

you can’t strain vegetables with those

nor can julian

sbm.

the bear
the tiny hat
came as separate
now together
as gifts

visuals

this morning you came with snow

falling

we know the cars

with snow falling

it is not what we meant

yet

we swapped photographs

blaenau translated

are broken

one way & another

i have tried to mend them

it has proved difficult

on my own

needing help

some are lost

i cannot find them

on my own

can do with help

here