Watching
Propelled and overused
in quiet thought--
watch the sidewalk
people with life fallen silent
resemble each other--
the cradled rocking horse
nestled in the woman's
arms is going home--
the recollection of an era
ended persists, and wearied
shadows are equipped--
for an eager dawn flinging it's light.
Ray
Samuc is an administrator and philosophy graduate from the North West
of England. He has poems published in Mused, Blue Lake Review and
Pyrokinection.
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