Friday, 12 May 2017

The road is long...

Visiting the last of the Aged Ps in a care home today. M in L is looking very frail; she will be 100 in a month.
The radio is on in in the background  as I hold her hand, antagonisms long gone.
'What a Wonderful World' plays and then, a few minutes later,  'He ain't Heavy...' For a moment I am, as they say, 'unmanned'.
Later after 'lunch' and 'a walk in the garden' we are in the side lounge again and someone is entertainibg the inmates with singing. She offers 'I Dreamed a Dream...' She slaughters it, probably fortunately...

Friday, 5 May 2017

Ruin

In the wood
derelict

Roof...gone
windows...blind
door...empty

Hearthstone
hearth
stone
cold
stone

World ruined
my world ruined?
I view in horror
the dereliction...

Will there be
another generation
to populate the land?
Will there be
(for me?)

Trees rooted,
reaching for the light,

Wait...
listen...
birdsong...

Maybe.
listen...

Sweet valley sounds