Monday, 3 December 2012

AFTER PREVERT

Our Father
who art in Heaven
Stay there
and we'll stay here on earth
in WEYMOUTH
which is so pretty
in the early morning
walking past NOAH'S ARK
and THE PALM HOUSE
by RADIPOLE LAKE
with its swans, coots, mallards and seagulls
gathering themselves
  for a later commotion 
 as i pass.
&
with its small avenue of trees here
surely the left-bank of The Seine
 is rivalled?
why seek for anywhere else?
Manhattan's or Hong-Kong's skyscrapers
not as high as i feel right now
even with no
 rye sourdough at THE PHOENIX BAKERY as yet
"See ya later, man"
 says Aidan Chapman
 as his all-night stint
 draws to a close
&
  it's saturday morning
& 
 the usual shop-traders
 have yet to make an appearance.
But i head for THE SWAN
by the TOWN BRIDGE
 where late-night revellers
 are having fried breakfasts & cappucino 
& i wait an age
to be served 
  double tomato juice & tabasco
while the coffee machine
 gathers enough heat & steam
&
 the bar staff take their time.
But i feel at home here
here in WEYMOUTH
with its ESPLANADE & PAVILION
its beach and PUNCH & JUDY
its HARBOUR & countless pubs
all in the lee
of THE RIDGEWAY hills
that shield us
from too much snow
 if any
in winter.
&
the old roadside graffiti sign
just a couple of miles out 
surely said it so well
of this special place
that i will not willingly leave -
"WELCOME TO THE NORTH"
...
Our Father
which art in Heaven
Stay there
and i'll stay here
in WEYMOUTH
which is so pretty...
 
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(5/Nov/2010 - 3/Dec/2012)
 
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Sunday, 2 December 2012

LES BICHES for Robin H.

2 young & their
doe-eyed mother
blonde & honey-grey
pony-tails
in the breeze
almost as wild as
the mustangs
@ Cattistock
manes like
Disney animations
falling to the ground
magical creatures
LES BICHES! LES BICHES!
Near the traffic-lights
waiting for a bus
one waits and waits
as if for a life-time
then they come together
LES BICHES! LES BICHES!
Pony-tails
in the breeze.
 
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 (Weymouth - 2010/2012)
 
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Saturday, 1 December 2012

THE FOLLOWING MORNING

1.
small birdsongs
start with
the heart

2.
reflection
of something
beyond the eyes

3.
streaming somewhere
like blood
maybe

4.
sun
daubs cheeks
dabs at shoulders

5.
pervasive sounds
follow
first thoughts

6.
surprised
by tears
yet elated

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Golden GOJI Hermitage - December/2012

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IN THE SPACE OF HALF AN HOUR...FROM NEWTON'S COVE...










 
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12 FOTOPRINTS / TREES / DORCHESTER / MARCH 2020

bernard hemensley GOLDY HERMITAGE WEYMOUTH ======================