are you prepared for off? Copyright © Victor Weston 2011

I woke with a start, in the middle of the night
I did not know the hour - except it was dark
and light was flooding in illuming

Belshazzarʼs Feast Copyright © Victor Weston 2011

I had been invited to a
performance of Beshazzarʼs Feast;
it would be as if the history of our own time

O Copyright © Rob Lock 2011

Yesterday we woke to fog
the sky a white canvas waiting
for its picture of a day.

Ashes Copyright © Owen Robin Davies 2011

A car drove by the barn the other day;
quietly, and parked secretly by the dell
where the woods begin, now in their autumn glow,

A visit to London November 2011, on the underground Copyright © Victor Weston 2011

these are a throng of extraordinary looking people
by no means all beautiful to my prejudiced eye
diverse to the limits imaginable

The Revelation Of A Nightmare Copyright © Victor Weston 2011

In my dream I screamed, I could not hear the sound
as there, in the boot of the car,
was revealed

the wholesale closure of the Welsh chapels Copyright © Victor Weston 2011

Out of the sheer bulk of these mountains and hills
thrust up through rain-drenching clouds into the sky
the people of Wales have raised these edifices:

Outside Waitrose Copyright © Rob Lock 2011

Everyone was standing around fussing this dog
whoʼd been tied to a bench and abandoned.
Mobile phones were being fingered

Corpus Domini 2000 Copyright © Victor Weston 2011

We walked with Jesus through the streets of Sorrento
he came to us in the bread and the wine
while the sky was blue and incense wafted heavenwards

An Elusive Sense Of Belonging Copyright © Victor Weston 2011

A small boy from Brum
practiced each night (in Norfolk dialect)
‟potaa-ah, tomaa-ah”