Wembley Stadium

Saturday's gig at EDEN shopping centre
prompted one of the audience to tell me

" Mervyn you make us feel very humble.
You could make Wembley stadium humble "

Hey what a compliment - maybe that's my next venue

The Byre at Milking Time

Here's one I ve tried to get down ...

Summer Winter Autumn Spring
We'd bring that train of cows in
Tails a-swishing cuds a-chewing
The slap and plop of cow dung murdered the yard
The chorus of chains, shaken heads bowed in prayer
Munching yesterday's summer grain

The nimble flick twixt head and tail kept flies afar
The suck and pump of the stainless steel sump
Stole white gold from bloated sacs

Uncle stood stooped, one hand on haunch
We stood back one step safe from fear
Uncle Joe, cap cocked and crushed
by fifty graying summer suns

and we drank of wit and wisdom
40 sheep went through the gap
That’s the rhyme I call to mind

40 sheep went through the gap
40 followed after 6,7, 10,11
Two and three how many’s that?
Two and three how many’s that?

The pump sucked no more
The slither of chains fell to the floor
The back byre door scudded open
Crippled by layers of caked cowdung ,
Creaking, the fading summer sun

The swishing train headed out
The dart and dip of the sudden swift
Rising in, rafter high , arrowing out
To a brighter winter sky

Poetry Cafe

We did the Poetry Cafe gig on a damp July Saturday in Covent Garden.

I came on as the third performer.

I did six pieces , two of Seamus Heaney's opening with 'Clearances 3' and finishing with 'Death of a Naturalist'- my four pieces 'Butler's Bridge' ' And I Awake' , 'And we were Kings' & 'And we were Boys' , slotted in smoothly , with a brief introdcution to each.

A bit nervous at the start, I slowed the tempo and pace down so people could savour each word, each phrase, each picture.

You could have peeled the atmosphere off at the end it was 'thick and heavy headed'

I was humbled by people's comments -thank you.