David Threadgold Poems

Bright painted barges
Strong colours of choosing
Once built for working
From coalmines were cruising
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Wild heather on moorland
Grouse well out of sight
To guns chase the beaters
For their final flight
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I remember my first party
A Christmas one at school
I remember it was winter
The weather was so cool
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Ornate carvings inlaid wood
Gilded handles as it should
Standing proud and looking good
Tooled with skill as craftsmen could
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How many words
Does it take to make rhyme
There’s no set amount
But it can take some time
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On top of the battlements
Boiling up oil
Two armour clad knights
Became weary of toil
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The bathroom with seven foot cistern
In pink was the suite plus black seat
White tiles had been grouted with mildew
Plus cracks where the walls didn’t meet
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Snapshots recording occasions
A picture from many an outing
To fortify misshapen memories
Removing forgetting and doubting
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Where is the scraper
To take off the paper
Where is the bin
To put it all in
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Something overhead is rumbling
Clouds once white turn grey
Sounds like many rocks are tumbling
Coming down our way
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