I have become like
the Last of the Summer wine
In my Autumn years.
Tag Archives: memories
Dead or Alive
Pete Burns has left us.
called by cardiac arrest.
But, our hearts don’t stop.
Appologies
I thought it would be a good idea to empty my haiku drafts so that I could think of new material. I hope this is not so overwhelming (or underwhelming) that is drives you to distraction.
I’ll probably disappear for a day or two while I re-invent myself.
Now. lemme see. Where’s my phoenix arises source book? Ah! there it is. Good bed-time reading.
Memory Dredging – 60’s Bristol
Teddy Boys, think back
Beetle Crushers on their feet.
They ruled evening streets.
Daydreaming
Girls play in the sun.
Tanned skin looking beautiful.
Thoughts of an old man.
Walk the Streets of Bristol with me – Whiteladies Road
Victoria Rooms
The BBC studios
Clifton Down Station
Walk the Streets of Bristolwith me -Blackboy Hill
Just off Blackboy Hill
The Coach and Horses Free house
Pleasant beer garden.
50 Years Ago in Aber Fan
Hundred forty-four
died this day in Aber Fan
the year sixty-six
Walk the Streets of Bristol with me-King St.
Walk along King Street
to the old Llandoger Trow
Old Salts’ ghosts around.
Way Back Then
A short story in Haiku style
My first memory.
Jan C. Smuts Home for Children
In Burnham-on-Sea.
Breakfast with some kids.
Walking to the beach lighthouse.
Breathing damp sea air.
Big people took me
to live with as family.
I had siblings now.
We had dogs and cats
And we had a garden too.
I was happy there.
Then I had an urge
The wide world called me to leave
Look where it brought me.
I found new friendships
Bloggers using words galore.
Thank you one and all.
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