Change of plan

23/02/2009 by Aileen.

John had a really bad might last night - lots of ‘root’ pain. So I cancelled this morning’s opticians appointment. One good thing, it kept me awake so I made a cup of tea at 4am and wrote up the last poem for my TMA. I had been lying awake thinking round it, and getting it into OneNote helped me nod off eventually. I’ll probably revise it several times before sending it off but here it is. (I only had 14 lines left to do, so the structure is given. Ideally I’d like to put in a bit about MPs and PMs, and maybe Wordsworth’s Westminster Bridge, but there you go.)

Big Ben

I gaze north, south, up and down the river

With my four faces.

Grace that great wheel with a cursory glance.

But she’s an upstart. She won’t last.

I’m the icon.

And the London bus of course,

Though it used to be horses.

There was a girl once.

For seven years she traipsed beneath me

Rust uniform and hat, teeth in braces, head full of poems.

She’d be in her sixties now.

She’ll go when her time’s up.

I won’t.  Me and my chime we’ll go on for ever.

Barring bombs of course.

Plans for today. You’ve guessed it. More gardening!

As Titiana has her own Blog now I haven’t written much about Second Life in here. However, I just ought to post a recent picture of me. I haven’t put up a picture for a few days. Tonight at Viewfinders we’re going ‘on location’ to a garage (new cars) so hopefully I’ll have some gleaming snaps to post soon.

Anyway, here’s Titiana.

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