Simon Williams – two poems


Do you find
when you wake in the morning
that you can make it to the bathroom
before the memories you had last night
get re-installed?

As if you have
a bootstrap loader that flips in
at start-up, enough to handle
basic locomotion, vision, motor control,

but not the big stuff
or the trivia which fills your allocated
2.5 petabytes. That arrives file-by-file,
so ‘I wrote a poem on sheep’ comes in
just after ‘dentist appointment’

and ‘I bought Shreddies’
follows ‘deadline on printer review’.
Loading from long term to central processor
completes in around five minutes.
Or is that just me?

Tyre Tracks

No two snowflakes match.
No two tyre treads make
the same impressions.
No two drivers are
the same in how they

back out, where they’re
going, why they choose
to drive on a day
like this, when the snow
is thin enough to

move on, without chains,
but also thick enough
for tobogganing.
If you’re tempted
at such cold times to

try for the office,
rather than trudge up
the slope above Chalk
Ford and slide to show
what Moors are for,

remember the poor
joker who drew the
Slippery Road sign, with
impossible crossing tyre
tracks. He drove to work.


Simon Williams has written poetry for 35 years. It ranges widely, from quirky pieces often derived from news items or science and technology, to biographical themes, to the occasional Clerihew. He has several published collections, the latest being Spotting Capybaras in the Word of Marc Chagall (Indigo Dreams Publishing, 2016) and Inti (Oversteps Books, 2016). Simon has a website at, was The Bard of Exeter in 2013 and founded The Broadsheet. He makes a living as a journalist.

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