A Strange Case
There’s something floating in the Brayford Pool.
Two swans, raw recruits, investigate. As a sub-plot,
one showboats the other. The pen ignores him.
Two high-viz guys in a high-viz launch circle,
decide it’s possibly wood, not a body, outside their jurisdiction.
They pitch up at the wharf and go for noodles.
A boater in a narrow boat motors in,
one of those specialist detectives with another life.
The object has sunk without trace. We’ll need divers now.
The swans return with a forensic swan,
though not a good one, as he has no bow tie.
They’ve wasted his time; he wants his lab and some Roquefort.
I watch this from a solicitor’s window;
she may not have seen this lucrative opportunity.
We sit and talk of house repairs, tax implications.
In the deep waters of the Brayford Pool
a mystery unfolds. Will we have to drain the basin?
Where is a cormorant when you need one?
Simon Williams has eight published collections, his latest being a co-authored pamphlet with Susan Taylor, The Weather House www.indigodreams.co.uk/