Cadiz

Cherry

By Parson Thru

Sat, 23 Sep 2017
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6 comments
 

The world’s a shit place,
It’s true, I said,
As I stroked the lace
That circled her leg

Tyres drummed
On the old port road,
Motos buzzed
Past the door

All we can do is live,
She said,
And I had to agree,
There’s little more

Certificate PG
Poem
Parson Thruses Dairy
Travel

Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

nicely sparse, though it says everything necessary. I wondered where you'd been!

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thanks insert.

Having a get-together. East(ern Med) meets West. Back to school Monday. Hope all is good with you and no paint in your hair.

Thank you. x

Parson Thru

Submitted by Ewan on

always used to make me think of Drake and The Armada... I liked it, but it wasn't what I expected.

I really like this poem, sometimes less really is more... (and other times, it isn't, of course :-D )

Gibbous House:  Ewan's First Novel
No Good Deed :  Ewan's Second Novel "the same as the first, a little bit louder and a little bit worse"

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hi Ewan. Thanks. My history is a bit hazy these days, but Cádiz has a great soul and is up for a bit of socialising. Just leaving to head back oop north. A good stay.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Grounding your poem to Cadiz adds all those connotations of history, beginnings and endings, I really like it.

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hi Philip Sydney. Glad you like it. One of those journal poems with a backdrop. Thank you. x

Parson Thru