The Plan (part III)

I’ve carried the frames

one by one down the the road

as they were quite awkward

so, to lessen the load

I decided four hikes

was better than two

to get the frames there

well you would, wouldn’t you?

…

So now the plan gets

at last to part three

a no-dig solution

for Sally and me

Next will be cardboard

laid over the grass

followed by compost

‘cos digging’s a farce

…

And then all the plants

from small seeds we’ve sewn

and coaxed to fruition

in the sunlight at home

we can plant in our frames

and watch them all grow

as the Spring turns to Summer

and the frosty times go

…

By and by then part four

of this saga I’ll write

when the next chapter’s down

with fruition in sight

Then I hope that the picture

shows results in the making

with reward to us both

for the pains we are taking

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Photo – Jempics

Part 1 ‘Back to the allotment‘ – 24 March 2021

Part 2 ‘The Plan (Part II)‘ – 18 April 2021

The Plan (Part II)

We built some raised borders

for the allotment to grow

laid them out in the garden

where they’re ready to go

…

Just one minor problem

they’ll not fit in the car

but the allotment is close

and not very far

…

And the frames they are light

so I’ll carry them there

one on each shoulder

not too much to bare

…

And in situ the plan

is for cardboard and compost

for a ‘no dig’ solution

which cuts down the work cost

…

Especially when all

the produce has grown

and the fruit of our labours

by the plan we’ll have shown

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Photo Jempics

Part 1 of this little series was published as ‘Back to the allotment‘ on 24th March 2021

Days Passing

These days each day is similar
but I don’t really mind
as there is much to occupy
and fill them all I find
I rise at four when it’s still dark
and spend an hour writing
updating all my poetry blogs
which I find quite exciting
Then weekdays I will work through two
on my window to the world
my laptop there connected
for daily tasks unfurled

Which always leaves me afternoons
when I can have a rest
and do the things I love to do
when days are at their best
Fillings’ not a problem
and I am never bored
for there’s so much to occupy
with all that life has stored
Upstairs I can sit down and play
a game on my Playstation
or in the front room lose myself
in films with fascination

On the middle floor our bedroom
is best for the sunlight
so I might spend some time in there
with books for my delight
And sometimes with some music
I will simply sit and smile
soaking up the sounds
in my best chair for a while
Yes each days these days are similar
but I couldn’t ask for more
as each affords a mystery
of what next waits in store

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Photo – Jempics

Safely Asleep

The dawn’s not yet broken
and I’m travelling again
on the road for one more business trip
With birds still asleep
as the night is yet deep
I tip toe up the road lest I slip

The street lights are out
and everything’s dark
the silence is still and complete
And I quickly go
so no-one will know
and the world remains safely asleep

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Photo – Jempics

Life

I love what I do
don’t get me wrong
I’m in quite a lovely position
As forty years done
with the grief and the fun
I enjoy in this time of transition

I put in the hours
use my mind to the full
enthusiastically driven
For the passion is there
as all are aware
from the help that I’ve often given

But I still need a rest
and when weekends arrive
they are welcome with arms open wide
Two days that are mine
to relax and unwind
whether out and about or inside

So I’m happy with life
quite content with my lot
six decades have seen to all that
And with balance in place
with work/life at pace
I know I can keep it intact

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Twenty hours

I’m on a train to Yorkshire
in bright sunshine for the day
Left when dawn was breaking
as it’s many miles away
Just shy of twenty hours
this working day for me
From the South Coast and then back again
by midnight hopefully

Some may question if my sanity
is all there and quite intact
as the day will be a long one
there is no doubt of that
But the purpose is resourceful
and the outcome will be great
despite the early start
and the getting home so late

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Photo – Kings Cross station, London, UK – Jempics

The passing of days

To the week that was
That has now passed
It’s had its ups and downs
Some high times
And some lower ones
Some smiles and yes, some frowns

I’ve worked it well
I’ve worked it hard
I’ve taken every hour
And used it wisely
Making most
Of honesty and power

But now it’s Sunday
Yet again
And rest comes to this frame
Before the morrow
Brings with it
Another week again

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Photo – Jempics

Taking a break

Mid-December is here
We’re winding down fast
Christmas it seems
it with us at last
Just a few days to go
and all of them manic
as colleagues and projects
go into a panic
But the end of the week
slows down quite a bit
so everyone here
can get used to it

Several days off from work
more important things loom
Time for family and friends
which we’ll all see quite soon
And then we’ll forget
what drove us berserk
as we all take a break
from the pressures of work

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Photo – Shoreham’s concrete sheep taking a break for Christmas – Jempics

Interesting things II

I often search along the shoreline
where the tidemark’s clear and good
for interesting shells and stones
or bits of sea-washed wood

Sometimes there are stones with holes
or lengths of knotted rope
The choice is ever-changing
and there’s never lack of scope

Then later when these things are dry
I will use then every one
Shaped to form as testament to
the sea from whence they’ve come

Driftwood sculptures on the wall
or free-standing on their own
The treasures from the shoreline saved
and each one given home

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Sunshine in St James’

Centre drum westwards,
Heading home
Once Victoria, chiselled stood
Horse and carriage, silk top hats
For gentlemen to roam

Through hollow hallowed halls
to Horseguards Parade
The nation’s treasure safely held
Entrusted to the suited few
But seldom fortune made

Sunshine greets St James’ Park
An oasis of green
Bordered by towering history
The Queen’s black swans, a home
where royalty has been

Birdcage Walk, the palace there
Just a view away
And I, from long day’s trudge come
To this honour and this privilege
On this sunny winter’s day

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