Windfalls Poem by angela croft

Windfalls

Rating: 5.0


Sometimes I visit the old people
drift round the corner
in the winter light

sit and listen to a talk on Freud
watch a film, black and white

no matter if it's dated
heard it all before

they're always pleased
to see new blood

wake me up with tea at four
fetch my coat

escort me back across the road
strewn with berries
pecked by crows.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
turn of the year; autumn; aging
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Angela Croft 14 April 2022

the dolor of autumn!

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