While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping
Some lights came on
While you were sleeping
Telephones rang
Your gentle snoring
did not silence the orders
You turned on your side
and dreamt of the seaside
Blue skies, breeze salt scented
The cries of small children
Swimming and splashing
Unaware of the horror
unleashed in your absence
without your approval
The cries of the innocent
Screaming and pleading
Grey suits grimly smiling
When you were sleeping
Tim Fellows 2018
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
The Colours of Her Skirt
Based on a memory, which may be unreliable, from some time in the 1960s. With thanks to Sarah Wimbush and Ian Parks for editing and for the...
-
Review - Paul Brookes - These Random Acts of Wildness / Othernesses Paul Brookes is a writer, local historian, genealogist, photographer, sh...
-
Virtual Read To Write In 2020 and 2021 we were in the grip of the Covid-19 pandemic. Unable to meet in person, the Read To Write group ran...
-
Review - Sally Jenkinson - Pantomime Horse, Russian Doll, Egg Sally Jenkinson was born in Doncaster, South Yorkshire. She has been writin...
No comments:
Post a Comment