Saturday, 17 October 2020

 Marked Out


The marks are fading now

in the old playground.

It’s deserted now,

and since the crisis

no one plays games anymore.

I try to remember the the rules

but my memories are fading 

like the laughter of children 

like the marks on the ground

there are new rules now

but no games to play.


https://www.thepoetmagazine.org/autumn-2020---a-new-world




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