Autumn In The North Poem by Tony Noon
Autumn In The North
The railway lines are browner than ever this year
and where they still melt steel, cold air
masks productivity in shades of grey.
Below me by the portakabin an executive swaps
his suit for shorts and is soon running.
Running hell for leather from the superhighway.
Chasing the ghost of a seventies screenplay.
Tony Noon
Monday, May 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: escape
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4/24/2024 6:53:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Well articulated and nicely encapsulated with conviction. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing, Tony.