THE NIGHT WIND

The night wind idly stirs the sail,

Rigging begins to creak and wheeze,

And the lapping waves weave a tale

Of strange things brought in from the seas.

Wreathed in strange dreams, ancient and old,

The old abbey watches all, and sees

Stories unfold, secrets untold,

And strange things brought in from the seas.

The church seems far from the town below,

When dark shapes glide on the night breeze,

And folk here fear the long shadow

Of strange things brought in from the seas…

Painting - Whitby Abbey and Church by John Atkinson Grimshaw

Verse by Jim Moon

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THE SHORTENING DAYS

As summer heat begins to wane,

On the air is a distant call,

That the seasons' wheel turns again,

And autumn's coming for us all.

Mist haunts crisp mornings and damp nights,

Gold leaves are beginning to fall,

Time for bonfires and candle-lights,

As autumn's coming for us all.

Short days turn us all into ghosts,

The woman in the faded shawl,

The thin man between the lamp posts,

When autumn's coming for us all.

Faint voices whisper on the breeze,

Shadows creeping across a wall,

Pale shapes flit among the dead trees,

For autumn's coming for us all.

Painting -  Autumn Morning  by John Atkinson Grimshaw

Verse by Jim Moon

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MICROGORIA 137 - Alone With Loner

In this show we take an spoiler-free look at a new British footage horror movie Loner (2025) in which a hapless vlogger accepts the offer of staying in a remote glamping cabin in the wilds of Northumbria. However he's not quite alone... 

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