Fire Engine

It was relatively early

But my sleep patterns had gone curly

I needed to get more rest

Everyone said it’s for the best

And then a fire engine stopped

Just as I thought I’d dropped

to sleep but could not because they sat there for sometime in the road with that deep diesel engine running shaking the walls, filling my apartment rooms with fumes.

I’m afraid I really wept

When I should have slept


CLP 24/02/2021

On the Road IX

Motorway story

Spun in tyre track spaghetti

No sign of the sauce


n.b. Yesterday I passed an emergency crew of police, crash tender and paramedics attending to a serious collision on the far carriageway. Someone was being lifted onto a bodyboard.

Several vehicles had been involved.

This evening as I returned on that side of the M25, there were just the rubber marks on the road surface recording the moments of the pile up.

How quickly life moves on.


CLP 01/08/2020