Poetry

Shadows

By 2nd October 2009December 9th, 2019No Comments

The shadows I discovered
on a garden wall
resembled soldiers
from the Great war,
escaped from the poppy fields
of Northern France.

They were dressed to attention
with their rifles slung
and stood proudly in
the wall with military precision.

“Thank you for my freedom”, I told
the silent shadows
before leaving the soldiers
to world of forgotten promises.

Martin Hopkins

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