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summer nights 1950s
summer nights 1950s
curtains hang lifeless
awaiting breeze that does not come
whippoorwill sings
hot and sweaty song
it doesn’t feel like singing
boy hears whistle’s blast
of a night train
slowly crawling its way
through the country side
breaking the silence at each crossing
ambulance sirens scream
through hot night air
transporting wounded
...Sunday 20th December 2020 5:27 pm
Racing Back to London
Veering through Northern valleys
Nocturnal nomad chasing lights
Squinting through misty glass at
Solitude
Rural black
Hills rising raucously
Perfidious silhouettes whispering
Shadows looming
GPS. Reroute. M1.
Settings were fucked - avoid motorways?
No wonder
Back to the linear path
Diving towards the sprawling metropolis
Hours to go.
Adjusting frequencies -
The Wind Cries Mary.
...
Friday 29th September 2017 7:42 pm
A time that glowed
Once it was a time that glowed:
turned-up collar, hurrying through glistening, early 60s streets.
A kind of muddling, room at Odsal Top,
or summat like that;
steam train always whistling in the distance
Dashing for the bus; overcoats,
shopping bags, windows steamed up,
conductor breathless.
Running the last yards from the corner,
hammering at the ...
Thursday 29th April 2010 7:32 pm
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