The School Photo

Mighty afros standing high
Pony tails swinging wide…

in case I forget..

The River rumbled, the cold air blew Blackbirds called from where they flew Graffitied bridges, graced the path Where the…

Abandoned shopping trolleys
Were our wagon trains
Pioneers in alleyways
Damp from English rain…

Oh America, you frighten me.
But you were my first love, my childhood fantasy -and I can’t let you go….

I was worried that Winter wouldn’t be
as beautiful as the other seasons…

It wasn’t a good start, the plane had come in late
They’d been storms over Dublin, so I wasn’t feeling great….

Don’t bring back the Sunday fear
As the awful day draws near
when “It’s back to old priorities
to restart the Economy”…

I’m not a people person
In case you couldn’t tell
So this self-isolation
Suits me rather well

I like to be at home
To potter and to mope
I’ve always tried to keep 6 feet
‘twixt me and other folk…

WORDS CRASH AROUND MY HEAD
TOO MANY TO BE SAID…

You trip me up upon the stairs
Lace my chair with mud and hair…