A Thin Wind Poem by Adrian Flett
A Thin Wind
In the street
the wind chases papers
chatters after tin cans.
Only us lonely ones
out there walking
as the Town Hall clock wheezes
and coughs out the late
Sunday afternoon quarters.
Laughing you lean against the wall
as a thin wind of your words,
coming easily to your lips,
sweeps through me
and chills my soul.
Monday, October 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,love
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