Monday, 14 June 2010


Poem 181 of 230:  NEXT TIME - AUTUMN 2001

Via the Metro
    And some leafy roads,
I found, at Jarrow,
    One of Bede’s abodes.

At the Bede’s World shop,
    I browsed and I bought,
But I did not stop -
    “I’ll come back,” I thought.

For, from the farmyard
    (Set as of Bede’s day),
Sadly, folks were barred -
    Foot-and-mouth still lay.

Heading home for grub,
    With goals not yet made,
I noticed a pub -
    The Jarrow Crusade.

(C) David Franks 2003