A lamp post tourniquet of wilted roses,
Hang;
They weep and fuse inside their bag,
Of polythene-condensation-tears.
It's been there for a week or so now.
A note attached,
Rain-ink-drips block capitals:
"WHY YOU WERE SO LOVELY".
A bent-double bollard -
A dislocated thumb,
Its wire fangs and bone,
Expose the torn pavement flag bare.
Child undone:
A hit-and-run.
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Wow, this is good Suki - a heavier theme than you usually deal with, but you're equal to it.
ReplyDeleteThank you Anonymous for your really kind words. On occasion I will throw in the more serious poem. Take care.
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