Don Pearson

Rookie - 15 Points (12/01/1950 / England)

Shop - Poem by Don Pearson

I saw fragments of unrealised dreams
in the starred window
where an old poster for the National Lottery proclaimed,
"It could be you."

Free newspapers were heaped inside the door,
still being delivered despite the dereliction.
Bootfranked post lay scattered
and trampled on the floor amidst dead flies
and a broken ladder had been thrown in a corner
beside an upside-down till.

A damp-stained cardboard rainbow
leaned against the wall.
The crate of cobwebbed bottles
would afford no refund on hope
or investment in futures.

Notices on the door
announced the name of the bank
which had acquired the lease
and a "Bingo Night" at a local church.

Nothing beside remained.
Above the decay,
dust glittered like tears,
suspended in the sunlight.


25th January 2013


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Notes
"Nothing beside remains.
Around the decay ….." from Ozymandias by P.B. Shelley

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 5, 2013


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