tagNon-Erotic PoetryFrost in the Suburbs

Frost in the Suburbs


Frost in the suburbs. There's a brilliant sun
to set the houses off against blue sky,
their ordered quiet slightly overdone,
a little lifeless. And as I drift by

along the road nobody comes my way
and there's no traffic in this spacious street,
no hawkers, shoppers, children at their play,
no postmen, even – all the life I meet

is one old dog that slowly ambles past
and shocked by my appearance starts to bark
as if it owns the place, that seems aghast
as two outsiders overstepped their mark.

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