Flashback

lost in the wilderness

of a romantic bus stop

a love life once idyllic

now flippity flop

holding the heart

of loneliness

pain revolving like a top

dreams washed away

on the rocks of carter road

memories non stop

the pesky hijda

the intruding eyes of the cop

life once full of fun

now a full stop

a woman's life aging

in a post marital

antique shop

the love of life

once a Sallu look alike

now a bank teller

white collared slop

a wife also

a domestic prop

from the corners

of the corridors

of despair

the neighbors

eavesdrop

what you sow

is not what you reap

a bad seed brings forth

a bad crop

tears that fall from

moistened eyes

like raindrops

 

to my great friend David Hazell

a poetic satire on married life...

Done