some other world passed by that night
through wet circles on the glass.
against the blur of dark and light
crowds swarmed and walked en-masse.
the storm picked up along South Shore
spitting patterns on the screen.
the wipers rubbed and squeaked once more
leaving fan shapes where they’d been.
the lights that danced above the clubs
were synced to move like real.
they chased down piers and past the pubs
and round the ferris wheel.
our car would crawl and stop again
as we queued in single file.
through steamed up windows and driving rain
beat the heart of The Golden Mile.
Categories:
illuminations, family, light, night,
Form: Rhyme
Hull fair
October and it arrives,
Hull fair is a family thing,
As children parents take you,
Teenagers you go with mates,
As adults you take your kids,
I've not seen in years now,
No grandchildren you see.
In my life time it's always arrived and I'm 55,
I still remember the sights, sounds and shouts of joy,
Hull fair brings it all to all ages there is nothing around to compete,
In 1993 it was the 700th anniversary and still going strong.
Only twice had it closed in all that time,
For WW1 and WW2 because illuminations could be seen,
It's never closed again it's always arrived in Hull down Walton street,
This year 2020 will see it closed once again,
Due to a war with covid 19,
Hull will welcome you next year ....... hopefully.
Categories:
illuminations, joy, october, places,
Form: Free verse
from the sky’s black velvet cloak
points of light emanate
drawing the wonder of all who see
but are these sequin stars
or tears in the fabric of heaven
from which our lost loved ones look down
smiling to let us know they are happy
one special star
reveals a most welcome sight –
the face of my husband
after all these years,
John remains ever loving
ever watching over me
view the night sky
are we seeing distant, fiery orbs of light
or do our hearts see something else
fear of the afterlife is replaced by warmth
a desire to be among
illuminated faces…
those whose journeys have ended
Written March 21, 2020
Categories:
illuminations, spiritual, visionary,
Form: Free verse
illigal illuminations
what light have you
hidden not for mines
definitions
of
hued
no colourd collars
choke ing alone
feed thems
paupering
breads
pauper
of
me
street dance lovable
me
hate me for my beauty
laugh as meat eating crowds
caw with the chuckled crows
neber pursued neber never too
last man standing
stood
for
a
woman
are you
standing to
closed eyes
seeing true light
nothingness's creation belonging to illigal illuminations
?
Categories:
illuminations, art,
Form: Concrete
Illuminations bright reflect
Upon the snow drift laden street,
The yellow lanterns intersect
Where human traffic circumspect
Leave hollow tracks of phantom feet.
Shop windows with lacklustre shine,
Like showcase sockets in the dark,
Bestow a grey and black design
Of product shadows ill defined,
Skulk predatory like a shark.
The leads and cables strung between
The interface of brick to brick,
Electric silver, gold and green,
Supported, hung above the scene,
They flash and strobe, pop and click.
Illuminations rain upon
The lonely brows of midnight men,
To steer their plight and guide them on
And light their ways until they’re gone
From Christmas present to past again.
Categories:
illuminations, faith, people, places, seasons,
Form: Verse