it is good to move things about
to stitch and make things
stitch and mend things
harder to thread the needle
daylight helps
by the door
when we gets distracted by
trees and birds
and suchlike
natural things
i like the stitch backwards
the stretching threads
the littled dress
she is older now
what is she sewing
downstairs while
you are watching the snow
i like the sound of a sewing machine
i miss it here and will miss it also
where she steadily works
i hear she has a new job
and is leaving the
workshop
as am i
we work together
those that sew
though
we do not always converge
it is a curious thread that
hold us together
while apart
was in the same place
central, handy, most
folks seemed to know him and helped him
asked if he wanted food, he said that a cuppa
hot tea would be nice as he had a cold. asked
if he had somewhere to go
he replied he had a shed
the ordinary helped him, knew his name
some times i despair of the others, the
ones you may have voted into power
here
she was looking for a purse
the shop was closed and
the guy with the longer hair
said it had gone broke
liquidised
the other said he lived in the doorway now
i could see it was good and deep
and with no customers
nil disturbance
he said
he lost the plot
when his mother died
ended in prison
before his new home
less
ness
in the doorway of the jewellery shop
with unsold rings over one thousands
pounds in the window
the first guy commented a wonder
no one had smashed the glass and
grabbed
sometimes he said
he liked a drink
made things feel better a while
she did not get her purse
hope the car goes along ok, mine
goes in monday. offered a lift back
from the garage, yet after so many
years sorting things alone am happy
to walk home
only a couple of miles and i think
of the things i may see if i look
slow
i feel i talked too much yesterday
and know from experience it will
be understood differently than how
it was meant
there was a severe overdose of chandeliers
at the imperial hotel and i felt quite light
headed with all the glittering
do you know in 1926 the year of the general
strike the hotel gave visitors a gift
a travel clock, spendid
today quite breathless with the cat sleeping
in on the bed
an unusual mistake not to be repeated
is in bala/was in bala
a second base
now to be vacated
we move forward
the year goes round……..
it all became a thing yesterday
regarding these marks of yours
a bit of a collaboration
on twitter and we finished
on this
i hope you do not mind
“what sorta spots?
I think they are age spots,
I’ve heard them called liver spots too
ah those…. ..skin medals for all those years fought and survived
he tweeted
are also known as cemetery spots!
yeah!”
these things capture folks attention
we have a storm here
the cat had to go out
howled badly
she finds somewhere
for she always comes
in dry
as are those others
outside
still dark
i guess is the
remnants of
storminess
