Night Vision
A True Poem About a Night-time Walk Without a Torch
By Pink JokerPublished 6 years ago • 1 min read
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I’d run out of batteries
For my head torch
I wondered how I’d see
Leaving my porch
I felt the road with steps
Conscious of ground
Feeling hardness with feet
Mud! Turn around
I clopped along the road
Tip tap, tip tap
But then I lost my way
It was all black
I tried to feel with feet
The ground turned soft
I guessed and marched along
Face held aloft
When clunk I hit my knees
What caused that thud?
Collided with a fence
Yes there was blood
And now my knees are bruised
Wrist twisted too
The fence is all mangled
But dog did get a poo
About the Creator
Pink Joker
I write stuff. The images are often stolen from Google coz I can't work out how to post without an image. The writing is all mine. (Unless it is particularly bad, then I may blame hackers or something.)
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