Whitby
1.The first time I saw you
The light took me by surprise
And the smell of fish
It’s fresh crisp taste.
2.You took me to Whitby
A rite of passage
And I fell in love
Though we were never sure.
3.I took you to Whitby
We were in love
And it was part of our web.
4.And the time of the car chase
That ended in wingless flight
You forced open the car door
As the policeman looked on
God you were gone too soon!
5.I clamber up to the ruined Abbey
And feel the history
The fever and the pain
And it’s all past now
But I still have the photos
On my wall
And I wonder
Where are you now?
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I use this blog to cover various things that interest and delight me. This includes creative writing: the adventure of the mystic detective, the lives of some imaginary characters (including my spiritual director Q who can be consulted by email) and some poems.
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