Drumbo Road
flat grey gable of the Homestead
bottom of the Drumbo Road
old boulder built into the corner of it
echos solid trunks
grass bank wire and field
skip sprint keep eye out for cars
the camber the texture the tarmac
fine gravel along the edge of road
foot after foot
laboured pace or funny walk
swinging leather satchel from straps
there’s less traffic on the Drumbo Road
walking up between steep grass banks
gashed earth where some mad geezer
must’ve had to swerve
Gauguin in Brittany
painted hedgerows like that
tangle bramble tweedy textured clumps
and down there
Eddy Bell’s vegetable garden all laid out
I’ve painted some cottage pictures
always seen from certain angles
never entered
remember the side field flooded
that was great
skimming the ice on the ice
and now on this final flat bit
our buttercup yellow gate appears
foot after heel to toe foot
dawdling