Posts tagged ‘city’

22/09/2013

Belfast City (Airport Lounge)

 

There’s nothing here that’s left to say.

The street sides reek of other worlds.

An emptiness envelops us:

The bars are full, the hilltops dark.

 

There’s space between the cranes and stars:

A pile of other people’s trades,

So high it greets the tourist jets

With soulful songs of loss and regret.

 

The shops are full, the eyes are down.

I’ll walk a slightly longer route.

I don’t – and never will – belong.

I left and didn’t add a word.

 

The sun’s the same: it lights the glass

Of windows up The Falls to Whiterock.

 

 

 

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26/01/2013

The Lost Paths of London (Walk No. 2)

 

The city’s still and empty paths –

Between the churches, through the fumes –

Are lines connecting times of change

From peasants’ lands to gilded claims.

 

We trace Brick Lane and Spitalfields.

We visit Blake: his grave at odds.

We walk down Moorgate, cold as plague,

And breathe the fires of old Blackfriars.

 

Beneath the heartless greed and lies,

The godless domes and faithless spires,

We find a world of poet’s songs,

And Celtic track-ways lost, not gone.

 

This hidden London seeks the light,

Downtrodden worlds and open minds.

 

 

28/05/2012

The Minotaur Roamed

 

The Minotaur, he roamed the land,

And time again he saw his hand:

The empty fields and measured tracts,

The creeping maze of polished stone,

 

A beast with eyes as bright as stars,

And countless monsters bursting life.

He saw the cages rising high,

And Minotaurs that feasted well.

 

He overheard some words of death,

And tasted rancid, reeking air.

He saw the grabbing creatures fall,

He saw how he had turned them all.

 

And from the freedom of the moors,

At last he’d found his prison walls.