Sunday, 3 April 2016

Next Season

Pewter sky vistas 
parallel lines 
of red brick villas. 

Crows thrown on the wind 
cut through the clouds 
inside your head. 

These streets with their cracked pavements 
and scalped hedgerows that nonetheless 
find spaces to get a little out of control. 

The barber’s scissors shear 
ten years from the ears 
and the talk is always of next season.

2 comments:

  1. Beautiful mental picture, Jonathan. I like 'crows thrown on the wind...' My husband scalped my Azalea bushes once & I chewed his ass for weeks...so I trim them now. LOL! Another great write! xo

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    1. Thank you Marion. Ah, the perils of gardening.

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