{"id":1079,"date":"2007-10-08T14:52:20","date_gmt":"2007-10-08T14:52:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=1079"},"modified":"2007-10-08T14:52:20","modified_gmt":"2007-10-08T14:52:20","slug":"leisure-nature-morning-by-richard-wink","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/leisure-nature-morning-by-richard-wink\/","title":{"rendered":"Leisure – Nature – Morning by Richard Wink"},"content":{"rendered":"

Leisure <\/span>

It was pleasant to be out of work by choice<\/span>
no longer a slave <\/span>
one giant leap out the corporate door<\/span>
thing is time soon takes hold<\/span>
and strangles your will<\/span>

the television becomes your friend who never talks back<\/span>
and the bed your lazy lover<\/span>


*****<\/span>


Nature<\/span>

The wood pigeon all girth without grace<\/span>
struggles with the bird feeder<\/span>
pecking peanuts<\/span>
knocking seed to the ground<\/span>
opportunistic sparrows sit under the bird table<\/span>
taking advantage of the food that falls from above<\/span>

Not many people bother to feed the birds<\/span>
so most gardens round our way are lush green lawns<\/span>
full of cats mess<\/span>


*****<\/span>


Morning<\/span>

I walk by<\/span>
the Tijuana brass band bites my ears<\/span>
nine hours float by in a washed out factory<\/span>
then back I go to my dingy apartment<\/span>
an image of a woman with a fat belly <\/span>
confronts me on the sofa<\/span>

I sit for three hours watching violence and disorder on screen<\/span>
outside I hear nothing but screeching tyres<\/span>
from the boy racers who hope that speed will get them laid<\/span>
it did in my day but we talked about speed in a different way.<\/span>

At night i'm naked with no aggression<\/span>
I sleep<\/span>
until the letterbox wakes me<\/span>
red letters reminding me about the things i haven't paid for<\/span>


\u2022 Richard Wink is a poet based in Norwich, England. His work has featured here, there and everywhere.<\/span>
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