a vignette of a moment in time up the gwyndu
don’t look but
there it is the behind path
below the earth field
a stream gutters
footfall uncertain
but the way is known
it was long ago
but the dark path
wanders still in my mind
with a certain sadness
the reason for which i cannot recall
other than the usual childhood reasons
my regrets these days are a house of cards
remember the punch & judy man did not show
where rumour had him
in the earthen park with the high wire fence
rusted holes
back on that behind path
stopped
all the back gates locked against the dark
the chapel a silhouette against the moon
by my right ear the school bell
above the cobblers shop
opposite john shops
who kept chickens
the tadpoles have arrived
maybe this year
just maybe
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