1.
The Gardener.
Blue Hyacinth for Mr. Thompson
who died last night
when the north wind skirled
in shrieking fits
that woke his wife
and smithereened the lattice porch
beneath his window.
A pompous man who, every Christmas,
sprinkled wine and words over seed trays
to invoke his dream of Easter, and then.
white chubby fingers working overtime,
stuffed spring bulbs into treacle tins
and gave them to his neighbours.
Blue Hyacinth for Mr. Thompson.
Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
February 4th. 1963. - July 29th. 2014.
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2.
The Cathedral.
Twilight over London
A red streak masked by a black thumb
Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
July 20th. 2014.
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