jingle jingle!

jingle jingle!

19.9.14

SPIDER: A MEMORY



 













Spider's in
The Half Moon afternoon,
eyes beaming under the peak of his cap;
a drinker's smile
from the salt of the earth.
He's dreaming of the raging sea
and he sups a fretting old pint;
getting ready to walk
over the teeming hill.
A drool in The Shakespeare,
a let-slip of a grin,
academic locals
jawing themselves still
in dark rooms
of a Durham past;
brass bands blessed
on rampant days,
waves tumbling
from a balcony.

Praise be to Spider,
honour his life,
and
the days spent
twinkling
through a city of bars.


KEITH ARMSTRONG


the jingling geordie

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whitley bay, tyne and wear, United Kingdom
poet and raconteur