Quietly Silently Calmly Whispering

quietly stood on the bridge over the silent railway

mist resting calmly across a field

my ears hear the whispering voices of people my eyes cannot see

coming and going on the breeze

gently mixing with the sound of the calm all around me 

the ice from the early morning silently persisting under the shadows along one side of the lane

the opposite side

the side in the weak winter sun 

quietly dries

and as I walk

without a sound

sunlight flickers through the bare winters hedge

silently sleeping

awaiting the warmth of spring

like the apples on the trees in the orchard 

quietly awaiting the signal to start the cycle once more

Wouldn't Hold The Door Open

sat on the bloody stairs wheezing

like an old man in a young mans clothes

a fag behind me left ear

a 'lived-in' nose

just a grumpy old man who wouldn't hold a bloody door open for a woman

and those bloody cars

splashing through puddles

creating rainbows

I wouldn't hold the door open for them neither

no pot of gold at the end of that one

but I never give up quitting!

"Don't write notes here!" the note reads

I wouldn't hold the door open for a bloody note neither

nor for the girl who lifted her head from her 'mobile' 

just in time to avoid walking into the bloody 'Tesla' 

stuck at the pumps

"Oy! You can't breakdown there mate!" 

Bloody obsessive!

I wish I'd spent more time at work!

Bloody work 

I don't think so!

Wouldn't hold the door open for work!

The NHS is very sick - wouldn't hold the door open for the NHS neither

Bloody NHS!

...just wouldn't!

Lived-In Face

The man 

with the lived in face

makes another purchase

of the items 

which made it so

The Evening News

Police beating

death.

Murder

Shooting

Sudden death

16 year old stabbing

Death

13 year old shooting

Death

...the weather

A Nice Day

Two aeroplanes in race to the sun

mark an early morning sky

clouds as huge as mountain ranges

outlined by the early morning sunlight

tower in the distance

early morning risers run engines to clear windows

mist like a a duvet - lays low across a damp field

sheep carry-on oblivious 

early morning azure blue skies

visible through a rip in the clouds

disappear as the rising sun breaks through

lifting the damp streets and colouring in all it's gloomy spaces - I think it's going to be a nice day!

Walking In His Footsteps

I have two pairs of thick woollen socks

They are from New Zealand and are made of New Zealand wool.

They belonged to my late brother

and yes they are warm

and yes they are comfortable - but that's not why I wear them.

I wear them because 

when I walk

where ever I walk

whenever I walk

with them on - I walk in his footsteps.