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Lammas Buried Treasure PostHoles Time Machine Eltham Churchyard The Pleasaunce Well Hall Parade Penny Royal Court Yard Westmount Lights St.George's Field King Johns Walk The Tarn M.P.S. School Days Two Into One With A Smile Dhillons Two Zero One G.L.C. Marathon Bouquet Mind The Doors M.B.E. Birthday Majesty |
The Ganges Whoa There Out To Pasture Little Richard Hastings Pier Flatford Kelvedon Hatch Kersey Magic, Man! Country Sounds Microchip Street Corner Ambre Solaire I,Spy Dear Yvonne Barry Hurley Ron Desmond Pumpin Iron Ninety Years Abbeystead Welcome Home My Agony Bluebird You Every Day |
Through giant wishbone of entrance gate, from well worn path ahead, Turn Take shadow way to quiet place, Though carefull make each searching tread, To burst out blue, in field of green Where tall black trees stand guard, And walk knee deep in sleeping ghosts Across this great church yard. See staring eyes above the wall In driverless upstairs bus, As unwary feet snap branch To blackbirds shock shrill fuss, Here and there a monument With white word marble black, Some with snail shells broken wide To give friend feather snack. Each spreading mound with head of grey, Retaining wall all moss, Is all that life now shows Of families great loss, This history book contains such names And loving words that please, But Celtic Cross is out of place, And planted just to tease. Perhaps it marks an ancient track Leyed down from Palace site, For travellers, from Wilmington. To pass at dead of night, And cross the new formed river, At straight line west to east, To join, at time of gammas, The priesthood at their feast. |