Sweeping the Roads

[JonathanManley]

Green, black and shades of grey
these are the colours
of the world I work in.
It’s chilly in the early morning
but the blackbirds sing
from the bright grey sky.
Joggers jog past me as I go,
their feet slapping the dark tarmac
they sometimes say hello to me.
And I can always hear the sheep
in their green fields above the town
even if I can’t see them.

[Hawkman]

I like this. I would revise the underlined, and look at the punctuation after tarmac, though. Either a comma or a full stop would be appropriate here.

"Joggers jog past me as I go,
their feet slapping the dark tarmac
they sometimes say hello to me."

Otherwise a nice, crisp and evocative piece. tTanks for sharing.

Live and be well - H

[JonathanManley]

Thank you very much for all your feedback Hawkman it is most constructive, and very much appreciated

Best wishes

JM