Walking The Planks

“I continue to be amazed at the blind faith that some in London place in theoretical future free trade agreements.  * First, the best possible FTA with the EU will fall far short of the benefits of being in the single market.  * THIS FACT is simply not understood in the UK.” * PHIL HOGAN, … Continue reading

Catching The Light

I share the same light today, Generously dancing, Everywhere Reflections dingle, Dangle on the walls, On the wood, Behind me and beside, Playfully Caressing. I want to catch one as they slowly dwindle. So strong this morning, Defined and reassuring it was. Now drawing, Gentle reflections of an afternoon’s end Escaping my grasp. Little branches … Continue reading

Ajar

September Seeps: Scarves & Socks by Mitch Lang September seeps in. That quilt is starting to feel a little light. The one you would kick off a few days earlier. Something frisky hints at change. Morning is late. That stuffy nose feeling. That first light scarf. The one you bought on the Summer sales. When … Continue reading

May I?

  Quiet, May quiet, Buzzing bee quiet, Clinking, clanking Next door neighbour, Garden lunch dishes quiet. Fluffy cotton unthreatening Sparse thin cloud, Soft pale blue sky quiet, Gentle sun, high plane quiet, Distant humming traffic quiet. Proud strutting bird breast quiet, Whistling tweety tweetering quiet, Mighty minny quarreling midges quiet, Slowly struggling blackspotted red-backed insects … Continue reading

Proudly Presents

A woman introduces you to her mother to present her achievements then to her father so you can present yours.

The Jam is On

Mitch Lang indulges the crew with sweet and sticky, tantalising pleasures.  The Captain is most pleased. Apricot Dancer You stood there looking down upon me for so long concentrated, appealing glistening and gleaming embodying the essence of summer’s délice. You weren’t wearing much A little white label of hand-written modesty enveloped and examined in my hands stalling … Continue reading

Strawberry Elephants

Mitch Lang deciphers the intricacies of poetic thought. And effect. Playdough I could say, He didn’t understand a thing About my poem! But what gives me the right? I may be the one to write, Those lines, But he is the interpreter. I may know what they Meant for me, But once I decide To … Continue reading

Cosmopolitan Picnic

M….i….e…..t…..t…..e…………………..s Sun-seeking, Coffee-sipping, Cookie-crunching, Feet-bearing. Eye-lash-flicking, Head-turning, Deep-sighing, Dazy-dreaming. Bee-spotting Flavour-savouring, Chocolate-chipping, Tip-toeing, Blue-skying, Sleep-falling, Egg-shell walking, Eye-fixing. Crunch-softening, Crumb-catching, Sleep- fall en. copyright2014©Mitch Lang

Bishop takes Queen

Here we are. Have a look in this store window. Show some interest in those wares. Look harder – spy her between the mannequins sitting behind the counter reading. Scribbling. Reading. Florida Müller. She glances up and outward and squints a little with pricked interest at a possible discovery, and I am loath to see … Continue reading

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