I bring rage and bitterness in equal measure
From the weighty past, dragging me back
Every thought, every image, every memory
Springing unbidden from the wellspring of imagination
Tinting the glass in...
On a dreary shore I stood
Turning from the pressing waves
Hungry for some greater sweets
To fight the darkening days ahead.
Down the winding path I trod
Through the old and wizened wood
Where ancient ...
Where did you go?
I remember spring days
the shadows were long that year
my tube socks were pulled down until they bunched like day old donuts at my ankles.
I spent a lot of time outside those months