Morning Walk

Run river run

Past kits and cats and caty kits

Past garden gate and apple tree

Through silly slopes and bendy bays

And bright copper kettles

And warm woollen rings

Round and about the roundabout

With Myrtle and Merrill and aunty may

Back to the sea and soft soap swell

Of weft and wave and windy wish

On the clanky sand pebble racked pile

On Weed covered slippy slick edge of tomorrow

From a house in the cloister close comfort

To the rough street of cobble crunch and clutter

He walked the mornings misty way

And sleepy haze of daylight dreams and ultimate forgetfulness

Of lost remembrance and misplaced moments

In the autumn twilight of yesterday

He walked past fallen wall and fallow farm

With an old soldier who had no name

Strangers greeting in quiet accident

Towards a door both faint and familiar

With blue and brass and burning bright

And with a gesture did depart

Today and tomorrow and forever

Our yesterdays and neverdays

Forgotten and remembered days

lazy half grown salad days

Summer winter weather days

Our Shiny sleepy rainy days

And in and out the houses days

And all in all the days go by

And in the blinking of an eye

They're gone