Timmy Curran

Buxton - Poem by Timmy Curran

The sun shines on love in a field
and there are rocks in the shade
One does not belong along the wall
A tampering of such a thing
it leads to unseen consequences
that not many people will know or care for
Strangers walk by on a dirt road
unbeknowest to the echos of time that
unfurl so close to their Sunday dresses
The moon rises above a love hiding
and there is a cracked sidewalk
under the glow of the streetlight
So far away from a peaceful slice
that nobody knew that all is the same,
least of all a shellshocked man
who when he happend upon understanding
merely asked what time it was

Topic(s) of this poem: miscellaneous

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 8, 2015

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