We embraced
and gazed down
on the Abbey
ideally made for Sundays.
Hayfever on hold
with hair
braided purely for the hell;
coloured beads on the end
competing with holes
in her jeans.
They reserved my seat
and set up a famous entrance
where trueness
sprang out to dazzle.
The most I’d ever eaten
at a single sitting
but the real bursting delight
was me not changing
during the meandering course
of it
- unlike being unable
to change ones relatives
Ticker tape
wrapped around the bulbous trunk
of an Oak
hints of Anglo Saxon trove:
a libation of last nights dregs
soaking the already sodden
and sprawling earth
followed by salutes
to the passing hippies
from her car
Strong conversations upward
like blood sugar
going berserk.
Bandana’d airmen stood on the airfield
drinking sake
and singing their anthem together
before their final, fatal mission
I feel susceptible
in my blue coat
losing face
and then later, a place
when my friend
recovered from meningitis
in the same house
Not wishing to risk a tenth
on the dropped kerb,
me click-finger synchronicity
with a journalist
amazingly led to nothin
I trudged homeward all footsore,
scouring the gutters for applecores.
The highways had had their days,
with passe bye laws closing in fast behind.
I don`t know what got in to us;
it was so obvious
we saw it coming
and managed to get it signposted.
Do you have memories
right up until we became reliable?
With hatches all battened
old lags had their reasons
when we turned up there twice in a row
to see if lightning
would do its traditional double take.
You know, I was far too clever for childhood
but sheeeshh……..miss it horribly now.
My aching back
was given a prana healing pummelling,
whilst a piano played nextdoor.
I burst a balloon in the scullery
and saw her pain
as she blew bubbles.
Her eyes spoke soft but hefty volumes
and when darker love was demanded
I mislaid the words
that looked for me.
The forests were felled to supply the paper
to print the wit and wisdom
of our guest essayist.
She offered a proud rationale
as to why she didn`t return
causing me to squint
when she killed the switch
to diffuse all gathering voltage.
Shuffling off home
past where the faculty met for chapel,
Komodo dragons fought
over moonlight morsels,
stripping clean the Yucca leaves
and inspiring the Vale
to chortle with mirth.
A quick trilogy was completed
and a quadrangle of rank Herb Robert weeded
improving no end
my finger speed
as things fizzed past my face all round
Your communique was way too precise
to be beyond suspicion
then exquisitely painful when it stopped.
Your brother had swung from the clothes line
which snapped
and left him to bounce hard
on the flagstones,
earning a walloping from your mum
who dragged him by his britches
from the hedgerow bottom he`d crawled to whimpering
and leaving him sorely grounded for the day.
It magnificently cleared the way
for us
to be taken
for a Saturday afternoon treat
to the car wash
where we gleefully sat tight
and slowly entered
those rubber brush rollers.
I looked quite different, they said.
Not meaning my clothes.
- rather like holding a Passionflower
with knuckledusters.
A neighbour
once told me I’d got bats in the belfry.
I said “No way, Jose”
and anyway, even if I had
I wouldn’t do anything about them.
