Leaving an IslandA Poem by Ken e BujoldThe old forgotten General surveys the crippled front: a ragged row of chateaus
lining the shuttered coast, this new nation's monument to the amnesiac age.
When he bends to the sea, shores of departed friends, the skimpy-eyed children
barely mask their contempt for the dottering anachronism soiled long before their channel changing crossing.
Why he wonders did he ever wander off the island. Ken e Bujold © 2022 Ken e Bujold |
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Added on October 31, 2022 Last Updated on October 31, 2022 AuthorKen e BujoldSomewhere in Ontario, CanadaAboutWriters write, it's what we do. Fish swim, woodpeckers peck... writers scribble (inside and outside the lines). more..Writing
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