John Anthony Fingleton | Friday, 09 July 2021 | Print
John Anthony Fingleton
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7th July 2021
He stepped lightly along the winding road that led to Skibbereen
Barely disturbing any silences he met,
Some starlings on the branches looked down with curious distain,
Two leverets crouched suspicious in the grass.
Many years had stumbled by, since last he passed this way,
And the Old Road seemed to have changed little, if at all;
Except it felt narrower than he remembered in his head,
But then everything looks bigger when you’re small.
Perhaps it was left to overgrow, when they build the brand new road?
Where the traffic passes now without any twists or turns,
No, he thought, this was the road he used in his young courting days,
and when he left old Skibbereen
And it was on this very road he would return.
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John Anthony Fingleton (Löst Viking)
Posted 4:08 pm | Friday, 09 July 2021
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