muddy (Remove filter)
Muddy
Sitting on a bench,
In a muddle,
My feet in a puddle,
Not noticing
The mud on my shoes,
Just the mud in my mind.
The plaque on the seat,
Reminder of someone passed,
Loved long after their departure,
A life lived and lost,
But remembered forever,
On the bench where I sit
With my muddy shoes,
And muddy min...
Tuesday 2nd January 2024 10:50 am
Recent Comments
Nigel Astell on June 2025 Collage Poem: You Watched the Trains Come, You Watched the Trains Go
6 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Poetry Is Pain
11 hours ago
David RL Moore on Too late too late
1 day ago
Rolph David on Love The Light, Embrace The Rain
1 day ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on The roads taken
1 day ago
Red Brick Keshner on still, the Earth breathes
1 day ago
Marnanel Thurman on The roads taken
1 day ago
Red Brick Keshner on where shadows do not drown
1 day ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on The Empty Streets of Ego’s March
1 day ago
Larisa Rzhepishevska on The Policemen Arrest The Men.
1 day ago