Sarah Lamptey

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  • The Church Visit

    What of a church, captures my breath Returns it to me full of life and of death? Wood underfoot and stone walls recall The millions of tales of time gone by   To chatter and swirl in the space between The land and the sky. Above and below – Why…

  • The Commute

    Notes floated down The tunnel around The heads of those Gone home. “…And a knick knack baddie whack Give a dog a bone…” The sound made heads Look up from phones And they pushed to find The words to go With the song they first Heard long ago, and so…

  • The Lovers

    The lovers swapped hearts Faster than advised In magazines and By tarot cards. Spending days Fixing eyes and Twining limbs Till out of breath And dazed They sit Watch a screen And then do it all again.   Years passed and Drew question marks Over time. They agreed after a…

  • The Wave

      She turned to wave As she tumble-skipped by The sweep of her hand May have rippled life A million miles away. A gesture to swallow The hate of the world Only a nightmare Cheese before bed As her mother pulled Her along. She missed, though may Have launched the…

  • Interruptions

    I watched the sun set over Portsmouth Harbour. It was as though a child had chosen the far-fetched combination of fluorescent orange and neon pink before curling bright waves across the palest lilac sea. I sat on the ground at the front of a boat-house and marvelled at the extreme…

  • The Power of a Free Public Shower

    https://www.change.org/p/jeremy-corbyn-mp-install-free-public-showers-in-london-to-enhance-the-wellbeing-of-those-who-sleep-rough Last year, at the winter shelter where I volunteer, a guest said to me that London should have free public showers. It was one of many evenings spent trying to work life out, all our many backgrounds and experiences often rushing and colliding in a confusion of heated words…

  • PARP!

    Walking into Boots, a man waiting outside says “hello…” in a picky-uppy kind of way. He’s then right in front of me at the tills, looking a lot like he’s with his girlfriend. I’m then at TK Maxx and the same guy (with the lady somewhere else in the shop)…

  • The Ride

    On a long train ride Across a big dark town A woman looked up As another looked down And the smile she gave Was full, and brave So the other’s was bright Though from a mother, a lover   And when she sat down Those strangers in town Looked forward…

  • Feeling Good, A Sketch

    “It’s all about looking the part”, the woman advises. “What shoes are you wearing?” she asks – and must simultaneously decide to find the answer for herself, for now she’s leaning under the table. “Oh no… Are they espadrilles?” The girl frowns, shakes her head and ducks to have a look…

  • Paris

    It has felt extremely lonely today, all-pervading has been a feeling of grief, fear and utter helplessness. But so very many of us ARE united across the world. We must strive to remember that and to show each other daily, even in the smallest of ways. The atrocities across the…