Albion, Psychology

Love Hog…

*

If the first is a foot-race,

then the second is a chariot-run…

Both lead to a film company

producing the self-same film.

*

A minor role in the first production

gives on to a major one in the second

 and much excitement among both cast and crew.

After filming we relax with

a nameless game of cards,

our circle of chairs being

swapped around on the third hand:

‘Do thrones count as seats?’

The question wins the game…

*

When put to the hostess that the way to

her home was strange and difficult to find,

a new assembly of players enters the fray

and our leave taking is a hug of greeting but also

a return; to help tidy up the party debris.

*

For the next role we fix my hair – a broad bandanna  –

for cricket?

Only, at the third attempt, a sure-fire-six is caught!

*

To the green-field we repair,

in celebration, where a big white

cow gives birth to a little-black-pig.

The film crew slowly lower a large pipe which

becomes a tunnel down which the black pig runs,

until chased back out into the same world, but now

with an increased intensity of both colour and light.

*

In the distance, built into the steep

precipices of a mountain peak,

a tall-turreted castle impresses its elegant form.

*

The pig is growing fast, and still running…

When caught, it is full grown and

has turned from black to white.

‘My name is love, and I am hungry’, says the big white pig.

*

 We buy breakfast with my

pocket of ever expanding cash…

and it dawns that to look after love

is a huge responsibility.

*

We leave the diner just as their prices double

and the waitress points-out-the-way to a large hill.

The hill is one near my home

but she pronounces its name

slightly differently.

*

I wake up with the

new-form on my lips…

Kinder Scout.’

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