Jason Palmer (5 April 1971 / Huddersfield)

Outside an inn, one sits, with half a cider but

Feels full of Coniston peace



The lake, the duck riding the shore wave for fun, the sun glinting

The coffee and shower

Of a new b&b at mid day

The rushing idyllic river under the bridge

A warm inn with wood beams



These are the things a day should fill

Not the desk, the PC, the email.



Oh if we had heard Ruskin and neglected

MISTER Adam Smith

What an England we could have made



Can a middle way exist?

Is it one or the other?



Is it a nation of the TV minded workers?

Verses simple pleasures?



Did we pay too higher a price for a high pile of pins

Made in a day