Not the Bakers field
Or the town of Carl
Not the Gelding misspelled
Nor Loud ham or ley of Lambs
Not the Calver Town or the Red clay cliff
But… the nether field
You know? The lower one,
The one that floods!
The one where all the trains go to unload all their pile of goods
No cosy nook of Joyce and Bert
Or Southerly minster well
No ford placed west of Bridge for me
Nor Thorpe of Gun to tell…
But a village built fast
Industrial revolution
When the industry went
It just left wild confusion
Such a maelstrom of people
From diverse situation
Makes for such embittered folks
In dark times of inflation
Single parents, congregate
Natter over garden wall
Refugees seek solace here
Maybe it is peaceful after all!
Six o’clock the bus stop’s full
Of lipstick, heels and pecs
Who leave behind this no hope town
And it’s Mapperley rejects
Charlie Red potent up on top floor
Of the old faithful green number 20
Their LBD’s glitzy as they head off to Ritzy
To dance and drink MD2020
Left behind, Beggars, drunks and layabouts
And kids who want to play about
Behind the old community centre
And boys like me who still climb trees
In search of some adventure.
Window cleaner cases houses
To know which ones to rob
Dole queue stretches round the block
Cos no one’s got a job
Towns of industry
Hubs of community
Left behind till Retail Park revived
So offspring of the factory girls
Walk aisles with cheese and chives
And top up Pringles on the shelves
Now that Morrisons has arrived.
And still the cries of drunken yells
Seep deep into the night
As fearless yob rolls up his sleeves
For Friday’s Fight Night Fight
And as I close my eyes to hear
Another drunken groan
I smile,
Perfect it may never
But Netherfield is my home
P J Deakin 2016 ©
Great poem, Phil, I really like it! I think you have put “my” instead of “I” before “close my eyes” which you will probably want to change, though.
I was so happy in that house, I poured a lot of love into it, and if I could have picked it up and taken it with me I would have done. I expressed myself in that house more than anywhere else, so it was a big wrench to leave it behind. But I left it full of faith that I was going to something,someone better. xx
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Thanks Mum and well spotted! I’ve tweaked it a bit, added a verse…
I loved that house too…
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