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The Web Poetry Corner - M A Heathcote - Flowers on a broken wall

Flowers on a broken wall


M A Heathcote

Flowers on a broken wall
Are the emblems of us all?
They shine so high
And pilfer low
With the tears of others
Whilst they grow
Buildings holler work!
Toil in the dirt
Tomorrows always flowering_
Sleep is always clamouring_
Like a climbing rose

This is the way
The day light gardener knows
Watching the robin
Through his red scarlet robes
Scrambling for worms
Like a whirlwind hungry cyclone
In a jostle of comings and goings
This is the way
We travel to work!
This is the way
We travel home
Sitting on busses blissfully alone
Like the fading wallflower of sunset gold
Watching our selves grow old_

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