©2023 Miroslava Panayotova
Seizing the Future
Going, Going , Gone!! The Auctioneer stands on his rostrum gavel in hand the sale’s about to begin. Bidders are ready in the room, phone, and internet ready to bid for the jewels in this sale.
Lot 1 The green farmlands—jade Ready to develop and import all our food Bidding is fierce Australia, Canada, Yankee Developers bid high as the Gavel goes down.
Lot 2 The National Parks & Forests—emerald lots Millionaires move a unique lot not found easily opportunity for development houses, theme parks, holiday experiences will give great return. The gavel goes down.
Lot 3 N.H.S. & Social Care Designed for free health and care, a choice diamond Tycoons not in the game bid hands rise, phones screech, the Net’s Screen Spins The Gavel Crashes at 10,000 billion.
Lot 4 Rivers & Reactors—Plus Shorelines Water and Energy so full of possibilities this is the Gold Chain undreamed-of this find, buried for many a decade the bidding last for hours The gavel goes down!
Davenham Delights
(Cheshire Secrets)
I walk through this village, where once I stayed, among the old flower-strewn houses and shops: an ancient Cheshire place. It retains a playhouse where the residents show talents, plays old and new, a restaurant to gather and celebrate with an Italian. Here's shops to buy cards, dresses, fill up plastic containers with as much as desired: dried fruits nuts, flours, pastas, preserves and vinegars: you’ll find eco household cleaners and beautiful goods . There’s a café where we sit eating freshly baked tea cake and chatting for an hour before leaving to Riverside Organics. Once just a farm but diversification has made it a place to fill my cupboards with breads, meat, store cupboard basics and local delights to put in the freezer. Outside in the yard we sit to look over the river enjoying ice cream from their cow’s milk - fields filled with lambs in spring’s sunshine Barnton’s Church spire topping the view. Another lane leads to a farm where canal boats gather: a mooring for winter where waterlilies sprout between boats as Glampers & Wild Campers scatter the fields that once grazed cattle we stop at its café. A pop-up Pizza hut delights evening campfires food.
River Power
Above the river water a steel screw rises its rings silver-haired in sun its goddess gaze falling on the water flowing past the lock, once the route of barges carrying salt or coal; an ancient technology is being resurrected for today this screw turned by the river lights the town, creates heat. No need for power stations nuclear or coal the screw converts the river’s powers to clean electricity as Archimedes knew long ago.
©2023 Carolyn O’Connell
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Carolyn O’Connell…
…was born and lived in London but moved to Cheshire in 2017. Her collection, Timelines came out in 2014 from Indigo Dreams. Here work has been included in Anthologies, including Quality of Mersey, Under the Blue Bridge, The Stones Speak Their Language, among others. She is a member of Vale Royal Writers, Ormond Poetry, and Poetry PF.
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