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Tuesday, 19 January 2016

Robert Hoyle

It is with great sadness that we record that one of the core members of Moorside Writers, Robert Hoyle, died on 28th December 2015. A funeral to celebrate his life was held on Wednesday 6th January.
 
 
1st August 1953 - 28th December 2015



Weather Watch

Yesterday a proper darkness,
modest, semi-starlit. Not too showy:
no conflict between Orion, The Plough
and solar-powered 'nite-lights'.

A little light rain for atmosphere.
Spectacles spotted, sight altered,
I imagine myself
a sideways-seeing insect.

Now, in front of the houses,
those tangerine street lights
become imperious giraffes
processing, stately, aloof.

A Tesco delivery truck
creates sound-waves
that pattern pavements pewter,
re-direct droplets
in an anti-gravity movement
to shivering shed roofs.

And soon the sky lowers itself
in a bilious tumble
as if the heavens need antacid.
Elemental energy
seemingly indigestible.

Blithering snowflakes
huddle for security?
not knowing there is no safety
in the winds irascible blunder.

The bird-table wears ermine,
car is re-designed by nomadic snow.
I shine a torch, landscape
has become a Mexican wave.

It's time for boots and sensible gloves.
Clean breath is softer than new love.

Then , in the future,
polished moon,
a sky perforated with brilliance
from the long dead.

This is a time of spirit,
heart and sense,
not head.


Rob Hoyle


1 comment:

  1. I have found a few poems by Rob Hoyle, and chosen one to include for this colder season. He could put into words what an artist could do with a brush.

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