One day everyone went away –
let the narrow lane fall into disrepair
and left behind the lighthouse
and all the browns,
greens and blues in the world
for the wind, the clouds and the sun
to play with.
October 29, 2022
Rattray Head
By hjs
This entry was posted on Saturday, October 29th, 2022 at 11:20 am and posted in All poems, Places. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.
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