Poem 128 of 230: SKY VIEWS - AUTUMN 2000
From a council-flat in Bury,
Through a wide window, I see -
Landing on neighbouring tiles -
Some starlings, pied wagtails,
The hop of magpie and sparrow;
And hear geese bark as they go.
A fancier’s pigeons circle,
While a white flock of gull
Play the wind in a dark grey sky -
The contrast catching my eye;
As does the arc of a rainbow -
With sun and rain toe-to-toe.
Quiet thought turns to Constables,
As the wide-glass enables
Broad views of strong cumulus sky -
Changing shape as time goes by;
And - with moors, too, in the background -
It begs a brief lounge around.
(C) David Franks 2003
From a council-flat in Bury,
Through a wide window, I see -
Landing on neighbouring tiles -
Some starlings, pied wagtails,
The hop of magpie and sparrow;
And hear geese bark as they go.
A fancier’s pigeons circle,
While a white flock of gull
Play the wind in a dark grey sky -
The contrast catching my eye;
As does the arc of a rainbow -
With sun and rain toe-to-toe.
Quiet thought turns to Constables,
As the wide-glass enables
Broad views of strong cumulus sky -
Changing shape as time goes by;
And - with moors, too, in the background -
It begs a brief lounge around.
(C) David Franks 2003
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| Pied Wagtail on neighbouring balcony-roof, from my new flat in Manchester; 21/10/21 |
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| A fancier's pigeons circling, further south, around my new flat in Manchester; 19/9/21 |
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| Constables in my current home; 2/9/2021 |
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