In the moment, walk into town.

The streets

Are scattered



And forgotten

Bits and bobs.



An old woman’s

Winter hat,

There, a bone china jug.


It is early in the year

And the


Are still bare.


The dead


Has been removed

And the cars


Unerringly towards



Cigarette packets,

Old milk carton.






The white sky


A protective



I wait.

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Published by rodkersh1948

Trying to understand the world, one emotion at a time.

2 thoughts on “In the moment, walk into town.

  1. Mmmm, the detritus and dearth of the post festivities season?
    An alternative to wait and maybe succumb to the siren song of spirits of January past, try the theatre , the Art Gallery { above the library with pleasant cafe}, the John Ruskin { old building preferred by me tho}?
    Plant a rowan or acquire pots of bulbs to flower soon? Snowdrops at Hodsock due out very shortly?
    Book a course at High Peak Arts?
    Only 11 weeks to Spring!!

    Piece de Resistance …………. book halfterm in Tel Aviv – warm and welcoming and by the sea?

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