not averse to verse
Just here. For no reason at all whatsoever. None.
Monday 30 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 24
Lord, guide my feet at the end of the street,
is it heaven or is it hell?
Seeking salvation down on my knees
or will I be saved by the Bell?
Sunday 29 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 23
Ay up! The gaffers are on their way,
there can be no mishap,
for we’ll all have bloody hell to pay
if the beer’s no good in the Brewery Tap!
Saturday 28 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 22
Fibres float, framed
in sun’s bitter infiltration,
settle
insignificant, silently
insinuate, unsettle
each
labourer’s
poor
belaboured
breath
Friday 27 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 21
Amorous? Us? No Officer, I swear
we were just waiting
for the bus.
Her hands? Down there?
Honest, she was
helping me, searching
for my fare!
Thursday 26 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 20
What spell has relocated oil and gouache?
Drawn charcoal pencils here to Chapel Ash?
Kept the wrongtown sign,
confusing people as they pass?
Wednesday 25 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 19
The shanty town of shrubs will go, give way to
aisles of produce that serve a different taste,
not nettle nursery food and a buddleia buffet
Tuesday 24 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 18
Low Rider, Easy Rider? old school hardtail,
Softail, Sportster, retro Road King,
Sharknose Touring,
Ultimate Electra Glide
always
...
in Blue
Monday 23 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 17
Ellen shunned the shallow, empty pose,
chose to fill her days with verses grave-and-gay,
finding ways to reinvent her hometown in her prose.
Sunday 22 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 16
Boarded, yes, but boring, no,
look up and travel back in time,
play noughts and crosses with the windows,
or scrabble with the tattered sign
Saturday 21 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 15
No Champagne but there’s a nice
Pink Fizz, Vin Rose and Cherry Wine,
also a variety of whites, not dry but
paint them on and give them time!
Friday 20 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 14
Coo! Are you new to Wolverhampton?
Need a place to squat and raise some squabs?
Charles Clark Building Chapel Ash,
find us on lateroosts.com
Thursday 19 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 13
Silent shelves wait with bated
dusty breath, fading pages whisper
as ghost books spill their
spirit words, sighing into
the readerless void.
Wednesday 18 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 12
Lonely sky tree, cold roots
roof bound, weeps
for soft ground, looking on
a sea of faces, recognising
isolation, loss and
need.
Dislocation.
Tuesday 17 July 2012
Chapel Ash # 11
Can’t stop,
chrome chair, sit there, refuel,
quick break, coffee and teacake.
How’s about a cuppa tea, a nice comfy settee?
Sit back. Relax.
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