A splurge on the back page

Or the back of a dismissive hand


Unstructured. Half considered only halfway coherent

In response to something: the weather, a conversation overheard, a scene from the train…

The landscape appears smaller from the carriage at the back.

I expect it looms just the same from the front.

Egg box hills and pan scourer gorse,

Of course, I connect the whir with the washer.

Sand timer towers

Levitate on matchstick stilts.

Toothpick telegraph poles split and splinter

To grasp floating black cotton strands —

Connecting row upon row of identikit flatpacks —

Pre-scored, cardboard homes.

Roofs corrugating ripples through the monotony.

The cooler plume the only white

In a grey, rain bearing sky

Bored of its cloud’s-eye view of dull Winter fields.

A dog!

A glimmer

As small as his tag

And glistening as brightly.

Yellow gold.

A retriever.

A Labrador.

A Labrador retriever.

The train has neither time nor care

To stop. Or ask.

The glint is gone,

Miles and minutes behind.

Graffiti, approaching the tunnel mouth,

Speaks over and over into the dark

Nib of its tagline, blurred

By the politic of paint, integrity of mortar;

Scribe’s intent, gazer’s expectation…

Artistic empathy minds reputation.

Indecipherable ink




and on the Metro.

3 thoughts on “Lines on the Landscape

  1. Some brilliant lines in here Kerry! Loved the stanza beginning ‘Graffiti..’ – great imagery. Only line I really wasn’t quite sure of was ‘I expect it looms….’ which seemed a bit tired compared to the rest. Nitpicking though…. great stuff!!

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    1. Thanks for the feedback Kaye. I suppose the “looms” line is a bit lazy. The best excuse I have is drifting off to the lulling motion of the train! Or I could say that I had Nottingham’s lace factories in mind – which I didn’t. Maybe, subconsciously, I did! Yes! That’s my story and I’m sticking to it! 😉 x

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