Sometimes

by Ken W Simpson

Old memories fade
like autumn leaves
tinted in pastel shades.

When unexpectedly it rains
some take shelter
beneath a tree.

Others,
heads averted
hurry past distractedly.

The extroverted
contemptuous of the rain
saunter by nonchalantly.

I've seen you
beside a synaptic gap
glowing inside a dream.

From: 
Ken W Simpson




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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am an Australian poet specialising in free verse., A number of my collections are available online at Amazon and elsewhere.


Last updated February 28, 2014