Poem -
Walk
Footsteps are not everything
Faces can be fake
Towns appear like ghosts in rain
Not every scene is sane
crows hop pavements
Maliciously lush
Demanding no ransom to where I
walk
they have no need
Of the shadows I leave
The streetlights
Of my muttered talk
Not every child is peaceful
Not every home is warm
Not every storm can rage enough
To ravage the forlone
I am looking for christmas
Seeking again
Ghosts hop pavements
Maliciously lush
not every eye is sane
M
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Crow hops pavements.
Yes I can see, they do just that.
Then, crow turns into something more symbolic?
Marion there is a real beat to this and in what is has to say.
One of those poems that bounces, hops, steps, jumps, to bring the message home.
It has a real sense of directness, is what I'm trying to say:-
Cut to chase no bullshit!
Superbly done and see it for what it is and full honors for I haven't read one like this, that beats and beats good for yonks.
Hugs at you my dear friend... and more Hugs :)
Shaun x
Strong write with a firm grip. And yes, not every eye is sane...
What a great finish, Marion. B
Xmas was never showing its true face, indeed. We evade the season this year by taking a week Alsace, no ghosts there and the crows will be just crows. It will be the third one there. It feels like we see eye to eye on this one. Hope you'll have some peace, many hugs from Cosmo to cloak yourself in (or is it with?) keep saf/ne😎