Once-The-Mission
Flatlands, eel grass, marsh harriers hover,
copper sanded estuary, reed banks;
paper and glass still prosper; vessels
like floating caverns, grey container-men
Harwich-bound, blank the docks. Pluck owns
the river – swifts weave through park's air space,
lion-cat stroked in the foliage,
Limehouse massage, in and out calls;
once-The-Mission flanked by bovver
is unreal estate, locked gate. Pranks
came at night, a skull-and-cross-bones,
concrete stained by graphic rain.
5 comments:
This was a net to capture my imagination, all generated by that mission?
Complex!
The compact style is compelling, the images tightly packed. I like the image of littered flat land and "grey money-men Harwich bound".
A seductive riverscape, intriguing. The marsh harriers caught me straightaway, and so much subtle colour.
Wonderful! It improves with each reading. Taut and stimulating to the imagination. Have yourself a good new year.
Many thanks for these comments - much appreciated.
A Happy New Year to all.
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