Monday, 7 February 2022

4 x Memories at the edge of Darkness (New Poetry Sequence)

 












1)

Lost in the darkness

the dull on your campfire doesn’t pick up the bull

on the other side of the field

until it starts attacking your tent.


2)

After the sun finally sinks

the apples on the trees carry an afterglow

almost like they are trying to give you

an extra chance to run away.


3)


Filling your windowsill

the darkness covers your living room

as the light slips out of your grasp

and everything that made you happy.


4)


We wait out a rainstorm

underneath an old oak tree

embracing each other in the darkness

hoping we would go home soon. 

3 comments:

  1. Love that third one, Andy.

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  2. Very descriptive read...Certainly number 3 for me Andy!...well done.

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  3. Thanks Linda and Gus. Means a lot for your comments (:

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