SUNDAY MORNING POEM

JUST SIT

WHILE SITTING

SO PLEASANT

IS THE 

BIRD'S SONG

ONE HOPES

FOR MORE

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WHILE WAITING

PASSING CAR

PUNCTUATES

THE MORNING'S

SUPPOSED REVERIE.

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bernard hemensley @ GOLDY HERMITAGE
SUNDAY / 30 / AUGUST / 2015

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IN THE LAP OF THE GODS for Ken Trimble

SITTING ALOFT

AMONGST 

BUDDHAS

PLEASANT ENUF

BUT

THE SUN'S

NOT DELIVERED

THE GOODS

THESE

AUGUST

SUMMER DAYS

AS IT

MELTS

INTO THE

WATERY GREY

DILUTION

OF THIS

EVENING'S SKY.

 

THERE THERE...

DON'T

UPSET YOURSELF.

NO BETTER

DAYS

THAN THESE.

IT'S

ALL IN

THE LAP

OF THE GODS.

THE SKY'S

UNTROUBLED

BY

HIGH-FLYING

BIRDS.

THE GRASS

IS
JUST AS

GREEN HERE
AS ANYWHERE

&

EVERY DAY

IS A

GOOD DAY.

 

THERE THERE...

bernard hemensley

GOLDY HERMITAGE

11 / august / 2015

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MORNING REPORT FROM WEYMOUTH FOR "K" IN THE ANTIPODES AND THOSE READERS OF THIS BLOG WHO HAVE TUNED-IN FROM SOUTH KOREA, JAPAN AND PORTUGAL, OF LATE.......BUT WHO ON EARTH ARE THEY, "K"? IF ONLY THEY WOULD LEAVE A TRACE OF THEIR HAVING VISITED.......

MS."X" did not go all the way into town on the only bus of the morning that takes this route thru GOLDCROFT ROAD. We used to have a regular service with a big company but not any longer for a year or more now. The numbers of passengers did not warrant a bus service they said and cancelled.
MS."X" got off the bus just a few yards down the road but not before she had regaled the bus driver and most of us passengers with a monologue of her comings and goings for today and the next few days. Right now she had a doctor's appointment. Never mind if she was running late or if she was holding-up the progress of the bus and the schedules and timings of others. A good soul none-the-less said a fellow passenger afterwards.
WHEN WE ARRIVED in town at the esplanade there was a vividness of dark-blue and light- blue sails of racing-dinghys to greet the eye. Everything in sharp relief under the bright light and grey airy sky. How wonderful that the gloomy forecast that WEYMOUTH TOWN CENTRE would be underwater by the turn of the millennium by the environmentalists did not materialise. We still have all this every day. And geese flying south....
ON MY WALK HOME i saw a "V" formation of geese flying in the direction of "RADIPOLE LAKE". i had had an early autumn kind of feeling a few days ago especially in the absence of any good run of hot day after hot day. Nor were there any lovely balmy evenings when the breeze wafts warm before nightfall and our thoughts turn towards chilled beer and cocktails.
AH WELL, HERE'S ANOTHER OLD WEATHER PATTERN PREDICTION FOR YA : COOLER SUMMERS AND MILDER WINTERS. i would say that seems to hold true for Weymouth as far as i'm concerned.

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i AM STANDING looking at the skies from the corner of Goldcroft and Heathwood. i am leaning on a brick gate-post (not a lamp-post!)......or rather i am writing this down in my notebook using the pillar as a desk. A neighbour i greeted in town earlier buying his newspaper in W.H.SMITHS scootles past on his motorised transport on the pavement across the road from me. He flies past before i realise. A dribble of cars exceed the 20 mph speed limit as usual. There is a slight increase in the incidence of rain drops while the sun struggles with its luminosity from its place amongst the clouds. The hot and sunny day has not yet come to pass and it's already mid-day and ANOTHER "V" FORMATION is flying in a southerly sort of direction towards the lake........

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bernard hemensley

GOLDY HERMITAGE

11 AUGUST 2015

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3 POEMS ON THE MUDDY ROAD

(ONE)

A ZEN TEXT

CANNOT HOLD THE EYES

WHEN A WOMAN PASSES-BY

EVEN FOR JUST A MOMENT

 

 

(TWO)

INTRACTABLE VISIONS

OF THE MARKET-PLACE

SUMMER FRUITS

 

 

(THREE)

A HEAVY LOAD

TO CARRY HOME?

BUDDHA WANTS TO KNOW

WHAT IS THIS?

 

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bernard hemensley

GOLDY HERMITAGE

08 / 08 / 2015

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