The Knocker Up…
(Inspired by Steven Scholes’ painting…)
It’s the shine on the pavement, the cobbles on the road
Bereft of parked cars and clutter and refuse.
It’s the factories and the smoking stack and the hinted industrial furore.
It’s the chemical sky, its clouds yellowish and curious.
It’s the milkman’s horse and cart and his deliveries placed
Of pints from a dairy upon doorsteps scrubbed scrupulously clean.
It’s the cyclist at his ease and the reflections in the horse road clear and serene,
But mainly it’s the knocker-up, patiently and upwardly faced,
Rapping his pole upon a bedroom window, an alarm, a raucous,
Rude awakening for slumbering workers, offering no excuse
For their tardiness and thus rile their superiors to admonish and goad…
Pete Ray…
28th December 2025…
Wanted to put 'superiors' in inverted commas...
We all look similar whilst sitting in the loo, after all…
Love the painting, the idea, the fascination and the shoving of my mind back to the 1950s…
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