Monday, 2 July 2012

SIPSON


Under heavy hawking shadows Sipson sits avoiding,
Empty houses running into overgrowing fields.
Fields left for hungry horses, waiting for crash landings,
A three piece hayrick, and a wheel arch bursting ragweed.

  
















1 comment:

  1. Doom(s)days. I grew up next to Sipson. I think you've got a photo up there of my friend Ian's old house. BAA's new house. I think you're standing in front of my sister's old garage that came with the excited purchase of her first home. The Five Bells is the only pub I've ever worked in ( I was a chamber maid in the Holiday Inn Hotel up there in the background, but that's another story). The enforced rot-out of old community is a sad thing.

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