Summer sunset

Summer fades one second at a time

Like a sunset sinking into the sea.

The date of the last warm day is never known.

The glimmer of the last ray of light is always a surprise.

 If the dates were set, if the times were certain,

We would not let summer slip by so easily.

We would schedule a party for the last warm week.

Swim out into the long evenings and sing by the sea,

Call in sick and drink in the park,

We would enjoy it more.


The other day I took the plane.

I didn’t look out the window once.

We launched off in Dublin and landed in France,

We soared for miles above the clouds.

In a tin machine made for falling,

We climbed and climbed into the heavens.

I wonder if anyone noticed the magic.


Late again you run through the turnstile

Your face to glass but just if you’re lucky.

It’s too hot inside but outside its freezing.

Waiting and waiting for your stop.

Living in dreams and hopes of tomorrow.

Heads to floor and minds left in bed.

Put in your earphones to drown out the silence.

Just one women on the phone dealing with problems.

Hold your breath, tomorrow its Wednesday.

A ring of a bell and then off you jump .

Sweat and deodorant in the carriage behind you.

Almost another day killed, almost another week down.