Freewheeling Up The Hill
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From painted nails to pilgrimages, red squirrels to red shoes, talking bikes to wedding blessings, power moves to pews on wheels, Irish rural writer, Margaret Hawkins, captures incidents, reactions and emotions to stir the heart and trigger a smile in this new poetry and prose collection
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Freewheeling Up The Hill - Margaret Hawkins
POEMS
Intro1
Bikes – herds of them seen on a trip to the Netherlands. They seemed to need a voice
Freewheeling
We are abandoned
on the streets
gathered in herds
in the waiting places
street
station
at corner shop
tethered, fallen
erect, chained
handlebars locked
like stags at rut
old bikes, new
pedals askew
grey, silver
mostly black
kings of the road
in a land that is flat
proud of the lanes
preserved for us
pedestrians, keep out!
And they use us
when they need to -
people with long hair
and lean limbs
whose hearts pump
getting there
to work or play
children on carriers
or riding in front
plastic sheet
between them
and the wind
we transporting them
to shop and basket fill
return over bridge
or by canal
but betimes
we dream of hills
of the challenge
they would bring
and the joy of freewheeling
all
the
way
d
o
w
n
Intro 2
I love music – and watching people dance – and sometimes it’s obvious that the urge and the rhythm surge is so great that couples take to the floor even when conditions aren’t ideal
Dancers In Whitford
They stuck it as long
as they could
sitting at table
resisting temptation
feet tapping
fingers mapping
the steps
through Neil Diamond
and Don McClean
rhythm exciting
their souls
until the quick step
finally got to them
Big Tom
oh, what a song
You’re going out
the same way
you came in…
and Johnny Cash
they were up in a flash
I fell into a burning
ring of fire…
and they danced on a spot
no bigger than
a good-sized bed
constant corners
round and round
on the beat
what a treat
in a zone
of their own
and then they sat
the itch scratched
but not fully
for lounge carpet
and scattered tables
had put a brake
on their flight
Intro 3
A sudden death in a family can affect those left behind, particularly if they have been overly dependent on that person being a buffer between them and the world
Attack On The Heart
He was gone
the brother who
brought news
into the house
dead as a cock
no more tick tock
of valve and vein
no more dealing
with mart and vet
and chemist and shop
it had come to a stop
the fixing
collecting
delivering
and what will they do now
Peg and Jim
out on a limb
no longer insulated
from the world
he translated
negotiated
regulated for them
because he was the one
good at filling out forms
sorting things out
doing the things they
feared they’d make
a pig’s ear of
He had buffered them
yes, from doing things wrong
and now he was gone
but could this be
the making of them
bring them out of their shell
help worlds unfurl
let them know they’re alive
Or would it drive them
further back
this sudden attack
on the heart
Intro 4
Sometimes it’s far from shop-bought glamour that people live
Mother’s Painted Nails
She admires them on her lap
the now painted nails
on her now soft hands
pink, peach – even plum
the girls ringing the changes
giving her a turn
dolling up
Doing what
seldom happened
when time was short
and money tight
and fingernails were fringed
with pigmeal, pastry, suds
no time then for
the luxury of lacquer
Three strokes
side, side, middle…
And she marvels
at the speed
technique
as others wait
some aware, some not
of the titivation that will come
side, side, middle
masking ridge
smoothing ripple
putting a gloss on things
her mind wandering to the times
she painted them herself
a bottle of clear
bought in Buckley’s chemist
ahead of a wedding
knowing it would last for years