Neville

Bedroom Walls & Borrowers

Bedroom Walls & Borrowers

 

When gazed upon and slowly so

These old stone bedroom walls

Of ours

Share their clay painted off white

Earth born faces

Which morph and merge then

Gradually dissolve and disappear

Ham stone delinquent every one

 

Yes indeed

By candle light

The serving wench and whore

The cider maker

Washer woman

Milk maid and poets several

Plus Beryl Whitaker of course

They all still linger around the tap room

 

A mere four hundred years

Of DNA

Tis all preserved

Between the floorboards and the

Ceiling of our bedroom

Where lovers love and loved

And fought and so many others died

 

Yes indeed

Between the reign of James 1st

And our dear Elizabeth 2nd

The truth cannot be denied

The Borrowers delight

In taking things and moving them

Both by day and in the dead of night