Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2014
Chimney smoke from a neighbours house seeps through an open frame.
It conjurers images of home in days of innocence, long gone.
Cowboy games and scabs on knees and ice cream as a treat.
Nightmare monsters slain with a mothers hand across a brow.
Lollipops and lemonade a perfect day complete.
Bill Dynes
Written by
Bill Dynes  Liverpool UK
(Liverpool UK)   
3.1k
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems