Monthly Archives: August 2018

fancies

maybe vicarages should have rooks about

for the noise and general ambiance

perhaps at at dusk they will return

a black feather cloud

darkening the sky

as if

that god were about

inside is cosy

lamps lit

with meat for dinner

i watch old films often

&

watch the landscape slide

into stories

.fancies.

maybe vicarages should have rooks about

for the noise and general ambiance

perhaps at at dusk they will return

a black feather cloud

darkening the sky

as if

that god were about

inside is cosy

lamps lit

with meat for dinner

i watch old films often

&

watch the landscape slide

into stories

.my name.

today my name today is joan of arc

though no one knows

my hairdresser knew

and

cut accordingly

leaving a a tiny fashion edge

if younger would like to work

in morgan’ s

fashion shop

in chester and layer their clothes on hangers

look the part

smell nice

yet

i have spent the day today

being joan

of arc

.turkey island.

they say it is too cold there. cold as icebergs

none came the year the storm broke, breached
the shingle bank

decisions were made
i hear
to not repair
now there is salt marsh where samphire grows

some eat it
i don’t

i like turkey island

.winter shoes.

i ask to see the lace ups,

yellow will be nice

we only have winter shoes with laces

she replied

which i have always called

lace ups

sea salt

.precious.

not around or about here this morning

often gone for days

look

i never find

she comes as she likes

she comes in 11.15 when due at 11.00

placed

in the basket

steps out again

to be chased

&

captured

they do not mind the lateness of her arrival

hengwrt

.cross members.

i wanted to suggest that they do not argue

it is nothing that matters

not death or life threats

not fire nor flood

just driving

no one is hurt

back home he made the gate

from branches

we are mostly quiet

here

.coffee break.

i sit with my heels up on the chair rail

she says my feet are nice

&

we talk about the sandal marks

on otherwise brown toes

she wears flip flops

&

we reminisce over summer days