Now is not the time
Nor this the place for sadness,
But a stay and respite
From the torment of our routine madness.
This was in the back of a sketchbook with 2 pages of watercolour sketches.
The finished piece is framed on the wall in Mortimer's campsite. There's another one for the same place if I can find the right sketchbook!
Summer 1987
2 comments:
These poems are part of the 'museum' valid because they are part of what shaped you.
I suppose so. As I say in the poem Dilema though, the ones for places are bland!
I still like the "Peaceful" ones.
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