Wednesday, December 28, 2016

for MIDDLESBROUGH MAGIC SHIP 271 (G)

AT THE MIDDLE OF A LIFE-SPAN
The Victorian railway viaduct
across the valley stood.
Stood over a wide waterfall
which made race my young blood,
and made race the river
down by the old pine wood.

The Victorian railway viaduct
across the valley stands.
Stands over a narrow waterfall
now I'm a middling man,
blood nor river racing
between this valley's span.

KISS-COLD-COMFORT-ARE-
ORWELLIAN-CLOSED-FISTS
To down-and-outs
now in London and Paris,
British bunch-of-fives
and Frenchmen's cold kiss.

THE WITCH-HAZEL WOMAN
She lives in a caravan
by the hazel wood,
a white witch woman
with gypsy-type-blood.

Witch-gypsy, gypsy-witch,
there's magic in her eyes.
She has a hazel wand
could be no surprise.

COGS AND CLOGS
The Flying Scotsman.
The Flying Dutchman.
One is an old train,
the other a phantom.
Like train and ghost,
girl I'm sure on track
to fly to you,
to return, come back !

DEATH AND DISTANCE
From this world to the next
he went quick as a phone-text
to the earth's other side.
Perhaps fast and more far
man will journey to a star
on some future ride ?

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