Heather Jones Poems And Other Things

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Glass Blower 1945I sat First at the side upon a low leather bench Then Moving round to the edge as You danced around wit...
03/07/2025

Glass Blower
1945
I sat
First at the side upon a low leather bench
Then
Moving round to the edge as
You danced around with glass glowing
Playing like one with a trombone ,trumpet and cornet
Ballet moves..light and free as
The glass continued to glow
A handsome man you were to me
Free movement as the
Glass glowed
Glass changed and became
A fret board on a guitar
You danced once more ..movement since 1944

09/06/2025

75
I wrote a poem in anger
A poem about the suited and booted in a building not so far from here
It was during the celebrations of the NHS

75 years of service
Wheeling the patient
75 years of scrubbing floors ,reaching high and bending low

Suited a booted looking straight ahead
Seated in theit smart rooms
Managers here ,managers there and there and there and over there
How many ??
Lost count to be honest

75 years of service
Scrub
Mop
And scrub some more

Cake arrives and coffee too
Suited and booted heels and ties
Doors are shut
Only laughter can be heard
By those who see shadows moving whilst

Wheeling patients
Scrubbing floors ..reaching high, bending low
75 of NHS

07/06/2025

Lindsay & Stevie
They sang the song that made me listen
Listen to when you left that summer in July

I can't remember which one it was
The song they sang is no longer etched upon my memory

It wasn't Landside
Or
Never Going Back Again

The landslide never happened when you left that summer day
You never did come back that July

And the songs of Lindsay and Stevie ..they had no meaning nor reason
They were just songs ..were they not

26/05/2025

She's got the words
Got the melodies too
Jennys sang the song One Voice
Now she will make it her own
With the ear app
Ear App ??
Yep there is an Ear App
Well I'll be darn ..!
Tones or semi tones the app does ask

With uke in hand from C to Dflat
Jaws theme comes to mind
Listening out for that there semi tone

And the Singer ...
Well she is ...
Getting there ...
Getting there with her
One Voice

24/05/2025

A poem in the future

Oh how they laughed as they picked up mugs
Mugs with steaming hot chocolate..steam swirling in the air not unlike smoke from ci******es smoked in the mid two thousands
Talking of pfl levels, faders and volume controls..of magic clocks that told us just how much time we had to listen to the song that's just about to end ..before
The conversations start as they recall ..
Of places along the river near the hides with the redheaded girl with the three children. Leaving the cat and rabbit at home both sitting in the sun
Views across towards the sea ...who would spy the pirate ship first ..like Caroline's radio waves filtering towards the hill where they both sit
Years have passed
She with her stick ..carefully watching where she goes
He with his grey hair some 25 years younger ..
Time Passed
Time Passed

Friendships Healed

18/04/2025

Sam upon the Steps
🎶

With guitar in hand I saw him first
Playing Dreams that Last
Three simple chords he did reveal

🎶

Chatted while
He said people often stop to ask
What is that tune you play upon the steps just near Monument
Self penned always ..well nearly always

Music 🎶

Told Sam I wrote my own too
Carry on he said
I'm 18 years down the line with songs and prose ..

We said goodbye
I never found out more about
Sam upon the Steps

19/03/2025

Dust the Books
Dust the books upon the shelf and see
See the words jump before you
Before you on your lap
Settle upon the middle stair
Curl up with travel
With science and knowledge
Matilda and Dickens
History and Drama
Upon that bookshelf
What books do you own upon that bookshelf upon the stairs

27/02/2025

Colours

There were some gloves that fitted the hand that used to wave to him
The gloves were soft just like his smile .
They were mauve

Remembering his smile and the friendly wave
She wore the gloves with her posh frock
that swished as she walked up the hill
The dress was blue

Skies were sunlit and bright when she remembered him
Brown coat and hat upon his head with just a small amount of grey hair showing through

The skies turned grey and dark when he left
Others heading up the hill to the room with cake and tea and much merriment except from her
No one told her he was going

She left the gloves upon the table when she realised she would see him no more

Mauve gloves mean nothing now
Now that he has gone

Footsteps Upon the Boards The house has stood for these past eighty and ten more years How many footsteps up and down th...
06/01/2025

Footsteps Upon the Boards
The house has stood for these past eighty and ten more years
How many footsteps up and down the winding stairs she wonders
Bells in rooms meant staff came and went in rooms downstairs
She knows it was built in what Julia Gardner would call the forgotten decade of the 1930s along with the professors house next door
The sixties saw a young family move in
A lady and gentleman with two children then in 1987 a newly wedded couple with dreams of leaving the bustling town ..making their mark within the walls of House on the Hill
Now a new chapter begins with new beginnings and a fresh new feel upon the 90 year old boards up the winding stairs

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