September 2011
3 posts
The Docks
The ships had since been scrapped
whilst the sailors had long since evaporated from this place.
Boards covered the windows of
dockers’ pubs, whilst warehouses forgot their purpose.
Old Lady
She always sat at the market by the port
looking at boats and people just the same.
I doubted she had ever been on either.
Never enjoyed a romantic cruise,
or travelled a million miles
on someone she loved.
Snowman
“Are you cold?”
Shouted the Snowman,
to his mate in the next allotment.
“A bit,” came the reply.