a print

A print

Sometimes a simple copy can tell a storey

It is not about the artist but the sense of life

Lived far from busy city life.

I see a narrow road and a woman sits in the sun mending

A pair of trousers, a cat, sits by her side

It must be April there is a shadow and light.

If you follow the road and turn left you will see a field

Of red flowers and two girls playing a game

As children do and forget when adults.

This scene is the elusive dream of peace we have

A mind for, but all around them and unseen wars,

Blood and hunger are a reality.

But we will not think about this now, enjoy

The daydream this print represents.

 

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poemagraphic

Thu 19th Mar 2020 22:04

Great piece of mind Jan.

A great visual poem and a feast for all the senses.
Po

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