Heeby GB’s

There’s a stamp on my car, It say’s GB; I’m leaving GB for a spell, you see. And there’s something deeply troubling me- about my land of songs and tea.   There’s anger like I’ve never known. Fires lit, fuses blown; Curses reaped from bad seeds sown- Snap decisions. Good sense flown.   So I’m … More Heeby GB’s

Nonsense

  There’s a place where all the shavings go, Where it is I do not know; At night when we all sleep and dream, They write the things that should have been.   Copyright Tom Tide 2017

Impressive

Do you know what impresses me about pebbles? They endure. Always. I mean, pick your punishment: they’ve beaten it. Volcanoes, Earthquakes, Crushed for Millennia, Slammed out of Cliffs, Storms, Waves. Dogs.   Battered beyond belief. Yet… All the more beautiful for their bludgeoning. Unbroken. Never. Ever. Shattered. As are all impressive people.   © Tom … More Impressive

Flags in the afternoon sun and wind, West Holt’s Stage, Glasto, by Peter Brown

Come gather together. Enter this floating city of canvas beneath flags dyed with passion, hearts fluttering; homes from home lift in the heat haze. Feel these gossamer brushstrokes, conducted beneath lavender skies. Every one as evocative as gently strummed strings.   Feast on a harvest of harmonies.  Lay down your cares at music’s altar. Let … More Flags in the afternoon sun and wind, West Holt’s Stage, Glasto, by Peter Brown

Solstice

Voices carry through the night. Amplified by still-warm walls. Ironic: humans outside and cats in. Every window door vent thrown wide, As the moths have a jamboree. No breeze to ruffle my book leaves tonight, only the tap of winged things, scampering over mottled ink. All dry, everything dry, save my sweat. Tonight, England has … More Solstice

Watering can soothe

I sweltered in my car. A metal box, arid and non-living. Then with a click, she emerged. Cradling a watering can wearing a top blue as an April sky. To revive a beloved garden of England. Or perhaps Japan: so lovingly fed and swept in to place by delicate hands. All ferns and fronds.   … More Watering can soothe