by Ken W Simpson
A stark eucalypt
bleached ghostly white
silhouetted
against an indifferent sky
entices passers by
with coloured lights
and lace draped
around beckoning branches
to seek salvation
in the artificial tawdriness
at the garden of regrets.
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 18, 2014