Oakland Avenue: (Hartlepool) Poem by DM W

Oakland Avenue: (Hartlepool)

Oakland Avenue:
epicentre of our dreaming;
where skies opened out
into blue infinities!
Oakland Avenue:
neat houses and rose gardens;
playful summers
of long, languid hours; where Time
was a vast green and
gold age, with no boundaries.

Oakland Avenue: (Hartlepool)
Sunday, September 24, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: gardens
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