Ripe Days. Poem by Peter Vealey

Ripe Days.



Is anyone out there
For real!
Scarpered to feel
The old dog.
Down at the "Bull and Bush".
Damp and drowning
Cramp and sounding
Oer and out.
Life for all of us
Takes some wearing.
Is anyone out there!
Out to heal
At dawns` chorus
Does anyone
"Feel? "
Whatever they feel,
That a life passing,
For all of us is,
No deal,
No deal at all1!

Saturday, August 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: free,freedom of speech
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Peter Vealey

Peter Vealey

Hertfordshire
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