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Tobacco Factory

I was their age when I first saw Lear;

But will they recall Shrapnell's King

As I do Schofield's, with that ring

Of darkness, that still makes my soul fear?

Brian Hick February 2012

©copyright Sally Hick 28.2.24

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Bristol Dock

Mud Dock, near the Arnolfini,

Out on the roof terrace in the sun

A pint of cider to celebrate

St David's Day.

No need for a coat

And I've even put my hat

Upon a chiar.

Small boats saunter down the dock

Past the cranes and Brunel's masterpiece

On towards Avonmouth.

I've got the Independant

But would rather sit and look

Even if I can't help writing this.

Life is good;

And these lines flow insistently.

Perhaps I really do need foreign climes

To lubricate this easy flow of rhymes?

Brian Hick February 2012

©copyright Sally Hick 27.2.24