It is nice to see you here
in the thread. I feel there
are rare visitors.

We continue to dream, move stones
and occupy a darker room. All things
come clear with light and service.

I too sleep with worry and just
sometimes pleasantries come.

1.

.the drawing room.

slightly astonished at him using the word foreigners

he was surprised she was from finland ‘of all places’. spoke to her loudly

bent

near as if she was deaf. she spoke another language

&

she spoke english.

a country gentleman indeed. surprised they came packaged this way

the exterior smart

the interior needs changing.

.the coffee shop.

they were trucked to siberia before the war, were starved

then

the british government moved them to africa ; brought them to

wales as the war ended

refugees

a polish village

over coffee she mentioned that although her family were safe

she felt that

‘we’ should not allow any more

refugees in over

here

i am still

sadly surprised

on the latter I concluded for myself that maybe best to do as we feel and think that is our choice to make.

we can give and think the person may be fake, or the other thought is that they may not be ….

yes….nearly as tall as me,

never as old as me

yet wiser

he looks like how
we may imagine
an old pirate looks

yet

i cannot see his leg
nor his parrot

clocks flip early

switch back while i was thinking

another hour falling

i

watched you in the meanwhile and made porridge

syrup depleted

i watched you back to back

life in the wild

some of the plates are broken
some of the friends are gone

some words will not line up

some things

just don’t work

no more

there is no punctuation

this is pretty
if not indeed
a fancy dress.

if one could see it all
with the peripheries,
one will agree
that
one can fancy
to own
such a dress.

( often know as frock)

sbm

rhythms of black birds ; black jack ; flap jack stream of consciousness

these recollections ; another time eighteen hundred eighteen hundred …

i wish i wrote like others with words of wonder full syllables, bells ringing, you know.

on what is or is not,

reflection on life,

and what is not.

reflections,

ourselves back to front.

or not.