Alien Territory Poem by Shaun William Hayes

Alien Territory



The scene is white
Nothing but purity
Add to this a few stout conifers
Still green?
And there it is.

The copse where we played
At Custer and Sitting Bull
The hill
And the dip
(Where my brother once took liz

Whose dad runs the pub)
All gone
Not just covered - removed
Alien territory
Snow

Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: snow
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Shaun William Hayes

Shaun William Hayes

The edge of the New Forest, UK
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