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The BallroomDusty memories of long ago,Damp entering via broken glass Modern pillars shoring aged plaster Mould on ceilings shows missing tiles. People recalling bygone happy days A couple step out spontaneously, Waltz without music in swirling dust Wakening recollections of joyful times. A last look round and once more The ballroom is left to shabby emptiness. © Eileen Ward-Birch May 2005 |
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The Town Hall ClockThe clock in the tower now is quietThree faces ready, or were there four? Time standing still above the town The visitors climb the ladder to inspect There is machinery, the works are intact. There is a promise of time to be restored. © Eileen Ward-Birch May 2005 |
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The Housing OfficeCouncil offices, once busy with work.Rent and rates, activity transferred. Shelves lie empty of record books An electric fire stands dead and rusting Abandoned, forlorn, unwanted. Only a lonely spider making his home In a corner where the flies collect Around the corpse of a solitary mouse © Eileen Ward-Birch May 2005 |
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The Day they turned the clock on – Eileen Ward-Birch November 2006 The day they turned the clock on, Dawned all sunny and bright. The day they turned the clock on, The Vicar’s heart was light. After all the years of fighting, The people of Bilston were right. After all the years of fighting, We gathered to see the sight. With jaunty step, the Vicar, Gathered the people all round. With jaunty step, the Vicar, Approached the mighty crowd. ‘We’ve come a long way together’ He proclaimed to one and all. ‘We’ve come a long way together To save this old Town Hall’. The crowd all watched in amazement, As the moment swiftly drew near. The crowd all watched in amazement, Then we let out a mighty cheer. So, now the clock is working, You can see it across the town. So, now the clock is working, The Town Hall’s regained its crown. © Eileen Ward-Birch November 2006 |
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