Reluctant ReturnA Poem by Chris Shaw
too late today with timing
to see rolled hay bales in cut meadow grass they'd already gone along with the crows in rows that resembled musical notes upon a song sheet of September gold i hadn't wanted to pass that place that made the headlines shout out in winter blues over a year ago since then the seasons have arrived and left like that coverlet of snow which hid the ground where he'd been found lifeless teenagers with blades with one slain and there in his memory a youthful tree branches decked with keepsakes and wind chimes gently swaying in a warm breeze a quiet corner of our valley's beautiful landscape where such a violent act a pact premeditated ended in tragedy and stain before long he will be forgotten someone's much loved son a further statistic loose set in another day turned rotten
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Added on September 2, 2022Last Updated on September 2, 2022 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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