Epping Forest

This is not a poem
but a picture that I see
of our trip to find a forest
but a sign we did not see;
but I did see a chaffinch
singing in the tree.

trip to see epping forest
Arriving in Epping

This is a road map
with the northern track
that continued into distant green
across the expanding green;
each road we tried in turn
returned us to our dream.

pencil drawing
A trip to find Epping Forest

And this, a picture of you
adamant to tell
was it under Bower Hill
where the horizon fell.
While I ask a stranger
walking through a door
where is Epping forest
but he wasn’t sure.
We climbed up Station Hill
searching for the town
finding a little bakery
where we settled down.

trip to see epping forest
asking for directions

Conversing with two ladies
waiting for a bus,
they had passed it recently
in a kind of rush.
Behind where you were sitting
a mirror on a wall
catching my reflection
in the shadows growing tall.
Slouching in your chair
engaged in conversation
we’re looking for Epping Forest
we came via Epping station?20190629_164839~2.jpg

 

The People Who Lived in Flat 6, (#5)

Soft pastel drawing
Still Lift on Table
pastel sketch of table
Table in corner with chess board
Pastel sketch
Paul Reading (black and white)
rocking chair in pstel
The vandalised rocking chair by the fire
pastel drawing
The furniture
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