Back in the sheltered
valley, from touring old haunts;
this is proper home.
Somewhere near, but not quite
Trinity; nearest
way to understand God with
earthbound human minds.
Today and yesterday
Happy, soaking day;
day of the Spirit, holy
energy come down!
The steel Jubilee,
wrapped in steam, tugging, blasting
away from Sheffield.
Town
In a town once known
I’m giddy with the changes,
holding to known points.
Evening
The brick walls, warming
in the bright evening sun;
soft decline of day.
In praise of ordinary people getting into high places by an accident of birth
Instead, supposing
Mr Johnson had become
UK head of state?
Motorway
Behind the trees, the
soft roar of the motorway;
many become one.