MONDAY: 7:17 Southport to Manchester


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Sun burst through

            Cast iron;

Metal curves,

            Cracked red

Lancashire roses

            Feed now on

Parched sun

Platform worn

            Smooth by feet

            Sticky sugar

Coffee cup dropped

            It’s morning

We pull out

            Rattling clunks

            Gears agrind

I drop dreams

            And make work

            Across the fields

One comment

  1. Moira Garland

    Nice. Wonder if the cast iron is a glimpse of the ‘Another Place’ installation on Crosby beach? Those beaches were childood family outings, and prompted me to write about them too.

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