Francesca Johnson

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A Pure White Poem And Empty Shops - Poem by Francesca Johnson

I asked a dog-walker for the short cut
to the local centre shop.
She told me 'Walk to the village green
then turn right. A skip and a hop.'
'Thank you' I said, unknowingly
that the village green WASN'T green..
Everything was blanketed in a coat of snow,
it was WHITE where the green had been!

I followed the tracks and got to the shop
where crowds were milling about lost.
The bread and eggs they were looking for
could not be bought at any cost.

The shelves were bare, reminded me
of reports I'd seen on the telly.
Thirds World countries, very little food,
youngsters with hunger-swollen bellies.

Ah well, it's pasta for me tonight
and tomorrow again, no doubt.
Those tomatoes in cans will be useful and, I expect,
the tin of beans will eke it out.


Comments about A Pure White Poem And Empty Shops by Francesca Johnson

  • Rookie Alison Cassidy (4/10/2009 3:34:00 AM)

    A rhythmical journey into a white and woolly day. When things are in short supply we're usually able to put scratch together something to get us by. Sadly in much of the world a spot of pasta and tinned tomatoes just aren't an option. An interesting poem with a compassionate heart. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 3 Points Original Unknown Girl (2/9/2009 9:03:00 AM)

    What a lovely poem and a wonderful scene you painted here. I enjoyed it. Isn't the blanket of white just such a marvellous spectacle to admire? (Except of course when you need to get anywhere!) . Hope you're well Fran. HG: -) xx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Sid John Gardner. (2/8/2009 3:50:00 PM)

    A long way from Marmite sandwiches and bacon butties.
    Sid xxxx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 8, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, April 27, 2009


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