Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts

Tuesday, 23 May 2023

it's not just a game ...

 
  


'Always different, always the same', as the late, great John Peel used to say of his heroes, 'The Fall'.  Football's like that in so many ways. 
 
It's a ritual. The trip to the ground, buying a programme, sampling the rich greasy food and slurping down over-priced watery lager.  It's always the same, yet always different.
 
Watching the game on TV has none of the magic, none of the hopes and dreams as kick-off time approaches, none of the shared experience wedged in a constantly moving throng of people.
 
The whistle blows and we're off on yet another adventure together ...





 

 
 




Thursday, 23 August 2018

dreams and nightmares - no. 116


in the night-garden



done day fades
in sun-burst haze
as
rooted in soil
we breathe
beneath your
dreaming gaze

done day fades
in sun-burst haze
as
we scurry and slither
in search of
dinner

done day fades
in sun-burst haze
as
we howl and chase

in this, the night garden
























Thursday, 26 July 2018

dreams and nightmares - no. 115


the drowning




we dodged the heat
between
trees and weeds
and
spuming fungus
bound aloft in poison ivy

the swamp
breathed dark water
curdled with leaves
while a frog padded
impassively
among the lace-filigree
water-lilies
to find its resting place

drowning here in summer's garden