WALKING THE ESSEX SHORELINE:
Another day in a freezing wind, walking the rim of Essex.
Photographing details discarded in the mud along the banks
of the River Roding. Dog walkers, joggers & underpass
skate boarders cut the eye of lenses as cold creeps into bone
through back doors.
Thin trainers sodden, but the light sings bright, offering promises
of Summer carried on the breath of Spring, the snow finally receding.
Banjo is a lost Dog, I found your posters pinned to posts & benches.
Look into his eyes & feel your love for him, hearts broken.
As the light fades we dance beneath the beautiful sweeping curves of
concrete, carries life high above communities. The M11 hisses,
rubber kisses black top into town. A poetry of brutal arteries
strides on stilts, animals on hind legs prance like men
around Charlie Brown roundabout – Redbridge at sundown.
(K)
Karl Hyde 
…perfect ending to a weekend gone past….knocking on reality’s door now…Monday opens her arms…ready or not.