the fall

Posted on September 27, 2017 by

autumn

a charm of goldfinches

graze the troubled waters,

under bridges reflecting

the tiger stripes above;

the fall.

 

missing the wadding of boots,

not hearing the sound of war,

as it marks for life the mind

of those who it touches;

the fall.

 

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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