Delta40
11-21-2012, 05:54 PM
The King and I
pound through the walls
while the neighbour
still has last years
christmas lights
flashing each night.
Smashed glass at the bus stop
echo laughter, anger
and drunken bouts.
On the corner,
an abandoned shopping trolley
lies on its side
covered in sweet smelling purple jacaranda.
As wild toms fight
then flee under rosemary bushes,
I wonder if the magpie mamma
and her baby will return
for their daily bread.
pound through the walls
while the neighbour
still has last years
christmas lights
flashing each night.
Smashed glass at the bus stop
echo laughter, anger
and drunken bouts.
On the corner,
an abandoned shopping trolley
lies on its side
covered in sweet smelling purple jacaranda.
As wild toms fight
then flee under rosemary bushes,
I wonder if the magpie mamma
and her baby will return
for their daily bread.