{"id":10641,"date":"2022-04-27T21:01:40","date_gmt":"2022-04-27T20:01:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stuartpoetry.art\/?p=10641"},"modified":"2022-04-27T21:01:40","modified_gmt":"2022-04-27T20:01:40","slug":"poems-written-during-the-deal-and-weymouth-visits-january-2018","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/2022\/04\/27\/poems-written-during-the-deal-and-weymouth-visits-january-2018\/","title":{"rendered":"Poems written during the Deal and Weymouth visits January 2018"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>Homage to Blueberries<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Last year when visiting Paris<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I saw a priest jump over a ticket barrier<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A few days later I met him outside of his church<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I asked him why he had tried to avoid his fare<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With a gentle smile he explained<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That his motorbike had given birth hours earlier<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And that he was jumping for joy<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>A Journey to Weymouth<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lizzie come Dizzy was sitting on the coastal train looking at the distant Purbeck Hills<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Although the day was bright the faraway load clouds were shadowing the smooth contours of the landscape making it quite gloomy in certain places and bright in others<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In the clear blue sky the pale day moon was seeking warmth from the modest January sun<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lizzy felt snug in the warm railway carriage but knew that when she left the train she would soon face the chilled winds fresh from the sea<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In one of the ornate shelters on the seafront Johnny come Lately would be waiting for her wrapped up in his leather jacket and university scarf<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She found him quite quickly in the shelter nearest to the jubilee clock and for a while they watched as the brisk waves broke on to pebbled sand<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">How she wanted to swim in the sea and experience the ice water depths of its season<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But she feared its moods and remained in her lovers arms<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The following day Lizzie and Johnny walked to Portland as they were keen to visit Chesil Beach<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When they arrived they found a huge pebble bank which they explored for a while before retiring to nearby inn<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lizzie come Dizzy collected five prize pebbles which in her view exhibited human facial characteristics whilst Johnny read passages of Browning to her in a soft voice often extinguished by the strengthening winds<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Johnny come Lately explained that how the island had once been connected to Weymouth by a railway and how a sculptor named Henri Gaudier Brzeska had before the Great War visited the quarries in the area in search for suitable materials<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He noted that the French sculptor had not survived the war and the railway was just a memory lost in the mists of time<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">On the day that they parted both Lizzie come Dizzy and Johnny come Lately rose well before dawn to take advantage of a stunning sunrise<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In the distance a streak of yellow gold light promised a memorable day but both knew that within hours this radiance would be extinguished<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Rain was forecast and little by little the light died and the grey clouds overwhelmed the town<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Johnny come Lately accompanied Lizzie come Dizzy to the towns railway station and waited an hour with her until her train arrived<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And after she left he walked miserably back to his parent\u2019s house where he resumed his studies<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><em>I am passing through Wareham Bournemouth and Southampton too<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><em>Winchester Woking and Waterloo<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><em>Soon I will be warm in my little flat\u00a0\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><em>Please ring me then for a loving chat\u00a0\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>A Portrait of Anna Elizabeth Baker<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Half hidden behind a fresh brick wall<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">You do not camouflage your perfumed stare<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Only a brilliant rose challenges your authority<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And in time it too will fade<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>Late Yellow<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In your pinafore dress<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">You stand proud<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Only a rose<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Questions your stare<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>Letters\u00a0\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I am reading your blind dictionary<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What words these are<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I will share them<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In our silent correspondence<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>Early Brown\/Late Yellow\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Early Brown<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Late Yellow<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Silken Sleeves<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Roses Mellow<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Homage to Blueberries Last year when visiting Paris I saw a priest jump over a ticket barrier A few days later I met him outside of his church I asked him why he had tried to avoid his fare With a gentle smile he explained That his motorbike had given birth hours earlier And that 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