Scaffolding Poem by Alistair Graham
Scaffolding
I
Mortar crumble
from slackened brick
on slackened brick
down to dust
II
She stroked Pond's Cream
from a pot to the palm
of her small hand
and thumbed the moisture
into her skin
III
Her mind, inside
her beautiful head of
red-bricked-terrace
fronting a futile fight
against the elements,
resounded
"O Mother,
dear mother"
Sunday, December 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: health
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