Sep 10, 2025

Busker sings in style Tom Waite would Struggle to murder.


 Retreated to the hermitage of Yorkshire coast far north as we can get. Sat few cafes drinking but observing older folk in general chatting. Happy to shopped at M&S got socks they loved, knitting patterns from Market places. Old CDs.

Busker sings songs Tom Waite would sounded better mumbling. The steep hills were a challenge steps up to Richard 2nd castle. Lined with trees sometimes walls holes from battles fought keep the area free.

Gazed silently at the sea. Starred into the distance. Watched fishing boat creep into the harbour. Glazed reflection on the sea. Northern Diver came up several times before descending to depths of sea catch a few mackerel.

Curlews scattered around tideline on beach. Wagtails moved to and fro, Various gulls echoed noises, calls. Threatening annoying angry and bullying.

Happy valley feeling as assisted vulnerable older folk into a restaurant seat to enjoy his dinner, while companion placed her order. Listened to lady whose husband died she started to independently travel. Grimsby last week, West Yorkshire week before. Scarborough today.

People gathering finding time to share thoughts, vulnerability and feelings. 'God bless you' is heard transmitted it's meaning received. God bless.

But darkness is evident. Those ignoring voices of vulnerable. Powers use lies to hide mistakes Act cruelly unnecessary harsh to keep weakest shackled.

Words not within myself, I`m starring into silence. Silence of the wind, wet rain, leaves changing colours, colours of changing season. Quietness sat in crowded café drinking much appreciated cup of tea. Alone but part of common unity.
Oh Lord be my surity...
So my eyes are stayed on you.
As l …little humble being
Watching swallows , high ridges, wagtails on beach tidal marks, young buzzard on private hedge still bossing the sky's.

When lift my eyes upon the Lord, he shows me water deer, line of them in fields standing partly hidden by mist. These sights made visible to those who Starr ahead.

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"