Palace Sunrise

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 We’ll play it safe and get there for sunrise.
Driving to Croydon, any day,
is like being at Exeter Services on a Saturday
in August, single file by West Cornwall Pasty.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 So when should we leave? When will we depart?
Let’s play it safe, say 3 a.m. Get there for sunrise.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Is there anything to do at Thornton Heath
other than mull over shared memories
over insipid pints, surprisingly priced?

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 What time should we leave for Palace?
Will we be rattling the locked door
of Camberwell Library, delving in –
not far – through glass to local history?

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 And what time can I get to Crystal Palace Park?
4 a.m. is too early for parkrun
but is still well planned for kick off.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 There’s a faint lifting in the sky now
from black to eggplant, eggplant
to iron fog, iron fog to a dull reflective coin
minted in nineteen eighty three

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 obscuring a view of Happy Valley
and skyscrapers from south London heights.
What time shall we leave for Palace?
We arrived for this inferred sunrise.



Palace away – always a tough journey…

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/palace-sunrise/