BEING AT SAREHOLE MILL... (Teaching in role at Birmingham's Sarehole Mill, in Hall Green...)

 Being At Sarehole Mill…

Urban life rattles

On commuter route,

Recycling bins resound

To crashing glass.

And profanities testify 

To some family dispute.

Pond life hides

In residential bustle,

Heron stands sentinel,

Testing a firmer perch,

As mallards mingle

And coots hustle.

Predator life awaits

Above peaceful pool.

Kingfisher hesitates,

Alert on slim bough,

Then snatches prey

From waters murky and cool…

Pete Ray…

Sarehole Mill, Birmingham, waiting, dressed as a Victorian miller, for a class of children to arrive and experience a role-play session called 

‘The Sarehole Mop’…