Showing posts with label southend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label southend. Show all posts

Monday, 3 July 2023

INXS KICK PLAYING

 


& from out there
i hear a train
station skipping
in its backfence furrow
down where hatchbacks
wreck themselves now
in the name of weekend joy 

its hiss-whine-hoot
is a throwback comfort
to when stations had staff
i would go southend
in the hair gel days
with the misfit crew
inxs kick playing
in my bbc radio head








Friday, 7 October 2016

NATURES MOTHER GIRTH 2



TOWN

its good to get out there

smell the air and the chip oil
of the
small town
high street
black top

hear the flubflub of hatchback tires
hurry
over
the
london southend rails

its good to get out

out from the painted walls

out where
the
forest
is

looming black backdrop
for sundays
and dogs

weekday invisible


FOREST

a green dressed hinterland
a dark pagan outline
climbing
behind
farms scraped brown sea
where the raggedy ends of town
peter
out
in
old cement and empty wooden halls
and
a rusted gate shut with rope 
has lost its fence
in a twisted barbed wire puzzle

and
the
dry and solid girth of earth
and
the
soil and fat turns of roots
are
living
soul
and
jazz



Hiking, Forest, Wood, Path, Trail, Trees, Nature


Friday, 12 February 2016

SKY AND MEMORIES AND LAWN


from aceterrier.com
  

  a
plane out of city airport
racks
up
a
giant drug line
across
the
dusty blue - i can taste the medicine tang
             in
             the
             back of my throat

cotton-fluff like the good stuff
       from 
       southend jackie chan 
       on
       a
       199? 
       saturday night kitchen counter

  beck and mercury rev 
  on the player

  the 
plane shouts out 
science and speed - always a marvel to me
                    looking 
                    up
                    and
                    up 

the lawn creeping over my boots
and
the 
clouds
falling into rainbows


from telegraph.co.uk

Friday, 18 December 2015

OLD HIWAY TO S'END



  the old hiway to s'end
is
a
clot
of drivethrus now 
  the
blacktop frozen 
into 
ripples like a lowtide beach

  pubs are boarded up
in
armour of silver steel
and
  all the roadside bungalows 
  shed their paint like scabs

  the old hiway to s'end
hunches
its subway shoulders 
  weighed down by newbuild towers
under
skyroads treading heavy in lowcloud 
  so
  doomlike 
  and
  dull strong grey 
 from piley.blogspot.com - southend essoldo, warrior square