Renewal

I wrote this short poem during a stay in hospital .I woke up one morning to find that the scaffolding blocking out the window had been removed. Time in hospital can have its good moments.

 

Early morning – and I heard

The men shout, and the clanging

Crash of lopped

Scaffolding.

 

Now, as I open

Curtains and blinds, I see

Light before it is mine,

And the day comes

 

Bursting in

With a view.

A view!

 

Redbrick buildings

Trimmed with white,

Church spire a rocket

To heaven, trees awaiting

Spring splatter of leaves,

The tops of Fulham Road buses

And the first sky

For five days

 

The world is still there.

 

I switch on my iPod to find

This day starting

With my song.

So I partner my drip machine

And dance

To

The Flying Pickets.

 

Day