Sorrowful Road Poem by Denise Woodhouse
Sorrowful Road
This wet and grey bank holiday is so
At odds and so ordinary
A place to be with such
An exasperated man, whose
Burnt black heels, cracked crowsfeet,
Bare hands were obedient to
A day so harsh, uncaring,
That still the way we choose to breach
The shell we place too close
About his heart is to stamp on it.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
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