Dead Poetic: A Kiss In The Park

Friday, 11 November 2016

walking in the park

ducks waiting

kicking against the water

flying out to greet me

and then running away as I held out my hand

the trees had shed their leaves

in sorrow

at a warring world

branches pointing with accusing fingers

quick to pass the blame

wait! There’s a fountain

where we can sit and listen

to the sound of running water

there’s a little boy on top of it

urgh! Cover your eyes

that statue’s got no clothes on!

I took you by the hand

and held it tight

and led you through yellow flowers

a heavenly bouquet

sent by God to warm human hearts

but sadness is so close

a silent stone cross

stands still to the memory

of those who died for King and Country

their martyrdom completed in capital letters

for the sake of their descendants

the tears ran down your cheek

so I kissed your tears away

we stood under the arch

and as the rain spat down

we sat down

my arms around your shoulders

protecting you