Strolling on the riverside path, on Sunday,
solo, slowly, kicking a stone in. Slyly
watching families being together, nicely,
since they’re in public
Since in public, nothing is really showing
Scars are covered, stitches are held together,
Dressed with hoodies, bandaged with coloured T-shirts
Sunday’s for healing.
Louise Ordish
One day Louise, people will read your poetry and be amazed. I consider myself very privileged to be able to experience it now.
ReplyDeleteYou will be a giant.