Thursday, 16 April 2009


Hurried on without fire
Beneath a tantalising thought
Working all the God-damn day

Far too afraid to mention
Distant dreams with misgiving
Constant wishing, only grieving.

Where must we reach for worthy cause
Or aping jeers of total loss;
Borrowed backs of firebrands past

Holy, unforgetting, we
Gaze into metal jars.
Never mind infinity.

We are cherry-picking;
We are realised;
We are terrible;
We are guarded.

1 comment:

Anders Branderud said...

Hello Richard Townrow,

My name is Anders and I came across your blog through another blog.

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Have a nice weekend!
Anders Branderud