Sixties (Remove filter)
Forton Services
When this place first opened
It was a science fiction wonder
A gleaming, glassy palace
Over the tarmac rapids’ thunder
At night it was a spaceship
In a ribboned Milky Way
Of Ford Anglias and Zodiacs
With its shimmering array
Of magazines and wine gums
Pies and chips and peas
For modern minded connoisseurs
To bask in motoring ease
Peeling off th...
Sunday 19th January 2025 4:01 pm
Hats off to the 60s: December 2015 Collage Poem
Risky potential in another file
Back row snog leads to a smoke
Down on the couch with my
Ticket to ride
Carrying yesterday second hand
Across finer memories across leafy roads
And cherish the richest poor child,
Wellies, winkle-pickers, sinking mud.
And Mary pondered these
Things in her heart –
Women are smiles. Love wears wellies.
Telephones are sex...
Wednesday 16th December 2015 10:27 pm
Hats off to the 60s
Risky potential in another file
Back row snog leads to a smoke
Down on the couch with my
Ticket to ride
Carrying yesterday second hand
Across finer memories across leafy roads
And cherish the richest poor child,
Wellies, winkle-pickers, sinking mud.
And Mary pondered these
Things in her heart –
Women are smiles. Love wears wellies.
Telephones ar...
Wednesday 16th December 2015 10:27 pm
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