by Jonathan Beale
…Then as if – learning to walk
Voices began again – refreshed from a stunned silence.
The voices changed,
The mood too,
The conversation whirled away
My story had retained its resonance.
It power somehow strong the tongue and grove
Of the daily talk that’s oils and floats around the city
And is forgotten
As quickly as it is thought of
Looking at the scene of which I was apart.
Tomorrow never comes
And somehow we age change
Against our canvas
That is our life
Whether landscape portrait or abstract
© 2017 Jonathan Beale
Jonathan Beale has 550 poems published in print and
online in over 50 journals. His work can be found in such books as
‘Drowning’ and ‘The Poet as Sociopath’
(Scar publications). His first
collection of poetry
‘The Destinations of Raxiera’ is published by
Hammer & Anvil.
His second volume is looking for a publisher and he
working on his third volume.
His work has recently been published in Anti
Heroin Chic, Dissident Voices, Red Fez,
Sheepshead Review, Aphelion, Linnets Wing, aaduna, and Horror
Trash. He studied Philosophy and lives in Surrey.
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