Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Wake-Up Call

A poem in The Stare’s Nest. At the time I wrote it I used to go to Leeds quite frequently for work and usually, though not always, stayed in the Hilton hotel beside the station. Sometimes I stayed at the Holiday Inn. Oh those expense account days!

Monday, December 08, 2014

Shaving Mirror

When I thought on getting old
It was never about days
Of full sun and icy breezes.
I thought about wrinkles,
A small world in my shaving mirror.
But I used to say to myself
All this misery is just euphoria
In the bank, remember now,
And it was.

In a way it only took me five minutes to write that but in another way it took me forty years.
8 December 2014