Thursday, 20 September 2012

The Kingfisher

The urban man has been here.

gone are the muddy pools that splattered in the rain,
stirring dreamy emotional outbursts.

gone is the gnarled, prickly bark
that blossomed into thousands of deep red desire.

gone are the aspirations, the quest for a dreamer's fulfillment.

the flash of blue in the midst of green glade can be seen no more!

the urban man has hacked away its glittering voice and its keen eye


No more urgent splash of a clean dive into the still pool

No more dream of a silvery catch,

for, the urban Man was here.


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