Greenlane Poetry

All Saints 3pm
Bad Day
Bar des Sports, Charly-sur-Marne
Before and After the Watershed
Call to Witness
Carte Postale
Charlie
Clerk of Works
Dog in the Night
Easter Saturday at Festubert
Fargate
first
first
first
first
first
first
Force Nine
Forge Island
Four Chimneys
Furnaces
Half Empty
In Glen Howe Park
In Provence
Incident
Kilner's Bridge
Lady
Last Train
Lilac Time
Magpies
Mungy Lane
North Line
Nurses
Outfield
Painting By Numbers
Patriots
Per Ardua
Pioneers
Release
Rememberings
Routine Visit
Runner
September
Silent Snakes
Spring Training
Start-1
Students in Crookesmoor
The Don at Swinton
The Festive Season
The Lavender Feast at Saullt
The Runners in the Fields
The Seasons
Treatment Days
Trips to the Seaside
Up Train
Valley Mist
Weston Park
What Love Is
Winthrop Park

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Incident



It was when his teeth fell out
I knew that he was going
I'd seen him slither down the car
And lie unmoving in the way of traffic
But none stopped
Two passers-by had lifted him
It helped him on his way I thought
I caught a hissing groan as he
Went sideways in the rain
I never knew his name
He's not been well
He's had two turns today she said
So calm as if she thought it had to come
Or nothing's wrong
It seemed eternity
She stood dry-eyed until
They carted him on board
And kept the blue light flashing
Down the carriageway
A sign I thought only of respect