Grandparents, Reunited.

She had bright
Red papier mâché,
He, a thick oak.  

Between funerals,
The years, brittle,
Wan, now mingled
With the best ones –  

Dusty joy,
Shared; striding, touching,
Swimming through the wind.

Remembrance Sunday peace and sound


We ring the bells for

Babies, we ring them

Then for brides and

Grooms, we ring them

Every Sunday, in politeness

To our Father, his Son and

Of course, the Holy Ghost.


Today’s bells ring and ring

And clash with the drums

And brass blowing down

The street to the pound

Of feet remembering flesh

That was blown to sand

Or mud or stone, depending

On the time, the place and

The type of luck or

 Bravery that graced

The soldier who didn’t know

The shortcut was It.



Arpeggios, majors, no

Minors – Don’t dwell

On pain, keep calm

Carry on – Don’t clock

The fuss civilians

Make about bombs.


Drums for triumph

Beating out a time of

Red and gold and

Sabre mounted on the

Field, blast through the murmur

Of stealth or chocolate bars

Mingling with Kalashnikovs

In the long-distance lorry’s bowels.


Drumming stops and the

Ducks go quack quack as

They paddle in the

Lake and the leaves

Break out in chatter

Now that they can hear

Each other better without

The dreadful stacks

Of beats that back

The boots that crack

The streets to remind

Them that another year

Has passed and more

Bodies are piled on

The old ones who died

Young. God rest their souls.


His roaming came

Round one day,

Led him fast

To me over skiddy

Bumps, lumps

In his throat, throttled

Down with sheer

Glide, the pride

Of Fate that bears

Souls on, beyond

The room they

Live in, to another

In the house or

Outside, even,

Further on,

To a new

Life and

Strange people,

Foreign with newness.

Here his soul

Found me,

Clocking out a

Beating sound

To mark passing

Life, feet nailed

Heavy, to the

Ground. Now

It feels as though

That instant,

Nails flew wide

And I flew up

With him on

Something fast

Moving and heady.

In reality

Time swept

On, no less

Neat than

Before nailed

Feet, freed,

Leapt on.