River Street Urchins Poem by Mark Heathcote
River Street Urchins
River street urchins
The gutters are swelling
[Waiting] for the sky—you, I
To reach—the storm drains of joy.
Before we go
Before we let go.
We, too, will rain-
River street urchins
Before we go
Before we let go.
We, too, will rain
River street urchins
Pauper's oh, so giving, don't you know.
We'll queue in the streets
And pray to be free
Till we go
Before we let go.
We, too, will rain
On every official bank holiday parade:
Till we're free, till we're free
Till we're free, till we're free
Till we're free to go
We'll never clear out:
Absorbing as every stain there might be.
I'll fabricate a new colour.
A rainbow's pot of gold…
One for just you and me!
Great poem as always, my favorite Sounds like a deal, Maybe yes, maybe no His heart wants to come back But his sanity says no Break time Vacation, just pay a visit Yes or No, i dont know.......
An interesting write. But I did like the personalized colors of choice. Read mine - We the Unencumbered - Adeline
These words are very thoughtful. Till we're free, till we're free Till we're free, till we're free Till we're free, to go… We'll never clear-out: Absorbing as every stain might be.
This is a lovely write. I quite enjoyed it. It's almost musical in its composition.
I'll fabricate a new colour? A rainbows pot of gold… One for just you and me! It's great and wonderful..........................10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I like your poetry, it is what reading. Keep the flag flying