• Nige Wood

Poems from session IV

ANOTHER EVENING IN WARRINGTON Carl Peploe The sun sets in a big red ball over Orford gas works. All the drunks are feeling small. So are all the jerks. Next the moon rises, full and like a globe. Women come out in search of their cats in their bright pink robes. Over there, there is a noise – someone’s coming to harm in the direction of Densham Avenue. It raises great alarm. It’s another night: the stars are out and the wind is cold, the Orford yobs give you a clout and make you feel so old. Then I will walk home and listen to Aiice Cooper whilst old biddies drag their dogs armed with a pooper scooper. RIVERSIDE Len It could be 8.05, 12 noon or dusk. The flow draws me bankside, hugging the living water, as it peaks and dives, driving the curve of its middle-aged shape. I’m lucky, I walk the briefest road and there it is, glistening, riding the obstacles, pleasing itself like it was retired. Beyond the far bank’s trees, golfers talk in important voices, dogs enjoy fouling every footpath, their owners stop and talk dog diets, waistcoats and vetinary bills. AT THE GYM Diane The university of life, love and laughter, cheers, chill and chat, energy and entertainment, community and caring, especially when I need to get ‘high’. POEM Akinyemi Oludele confined microbes driven by necessities death and life money and strife broken beehives sunken ships and kamikaze death dives falling from destiny like a handful of sand seeking a point of freedom or death PEACE? Adele Fowles What is the reason today to seek peace? No reason, every reason. Where? Where, where does peace live? Here and there and without and within. How will peace ever be mine, be all of ours? By never asking, never seeking. Only by silencing, only by losing, by forgetting these thoughts. WHY DO I GO TO ST LUKES’? Brian Clewloe I go to St Luke’s to see my friends and do poems and draw pictures. I come on Tuesday and Thursday to sit and relax and talk to people. I make a cup of tea for my friends, then go home for my tea, and watch TV and read the paper and a book. Then I go to the Grange to do gardening and water the plants and flowers and plant vegetables. Then I go to Back On Track to do baking for the café.

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