Dec 7, 2015. Re-written May, 2020 Where once I stood as a child waiting for my father, I stand again, on the hump of the sandstone bridge built over the railway line. But now the railway is gone, replaced by a cycle way. Where I, aged six on my blue and red bike, would peddle … Continue reading Where Once I Stood As A Child
On Saughall Farmland, An Era Later
c. 2015, re-written July 2020 The jackdaws have increased by hundreds, while the crows remain. The sky is grey and consuming; I glimpse spectres within its alluring shrouds, As though this bleak room between engulfing sky and mud That I entered as a child Takes now the shape of my exit. All the denying sun … Continue reading On Saughall Farmland, An Era Later
Before Dawn 