The Decade

Posted by on Feb 27, 2018 in Poetry

Often I am struck by fully formed images in the form of words, and have to pull the car over or pause the dog walk to take ‘dictation’.

The Decade

In a fractional
moment of

a man caught sight
of the very decade
in which he
would pass
from this world.

And of all the
gained in a
lifetime of

this was the one
piece that
would change
every remaining
hour of his every
remaining day.