so many years

all the sea swimmers have gone

moonlight thoughts

 sand wind

in the view dunes

seagulls 

 swimming in times

all of time stands still

until the next time

 poised

above the paper

paper thoughts

 blood red

the moon on the horizon

turning away 

 daffodils 

her yellow bag 

bulging 

 building fences

with my neighbour’s

contentment

 every war

another chapter until 

THE END

 not writing poems

my inkwell is full of tears

broken nib

 what do you want now

you have everything in the world

pussy cat

 after a sea swim

rain is a laughing matter

coffee time

 ‪warm wind‬

‪around the server banks‬

‪block chains‬

 so nearly

another year older

made it

 storm

the clichés are flying

gasps

 cyclogenesis 

waiting for the storm

of war

 the day’s urchin’s

their faces the inroads 

of the streetwise 

 little satchels

carrying big lives’

little steps

 black rain 

running

tears

wondering

if the war has started yet

nice music 

 the sea

how it loves the rock

strongly now

 windy rain

a long walk it is to be

for a sea swim

 rusting slowly

in the tears of time’s eye

whose fairground is this

 when the sun

is drawing cartoons across

a red wall

 grenfell park

time climbed over the railings

from nanna’s 

 tablets

chalk and slates

time in school

 mendicant's staff

slowly through our neighbourhood

rings a bell

 pebbles 

at the tide’s panning

woe betides

 drenching drizzle

acrobatic long tailed tits

are my safety net

 mud flats

the tributaries meandering 

like my thoughts

 the pet shop is

open closed open closed

said the goldfish

 where in this dereliction are the people who were

 new town

looking for their river 

to contemplate

 snowmelt

with each drip

my heart leaps

snowmelt

welcoming the green

of salad days 

 Boris

one more drink

in the last chance saloon

tomorrow’s promises

 wash day

taking the shirt off my back

dry humour

 where the footsteps so the path

 a cat

the statue of limitations’

silent stare