Going home

We lived right through

The rainbow hues

Stuck in a bubble

Till it went pop

As muffled sounds

Stirred our misted vision

The way ahead now says Go

To return, for more ignominy

The loud cry says No thanks

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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