On Passing Through

Cherry

By Parson Thru

Sun, 03 Aug 2014
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9 comments
 

Jack, cat,
where's it at?

Suspended from your mountain
in the clouds
Standing still among the crowds

You have it made

Too beat to be waylaid
by burdens such as work

and all the cares that lurk
within an ordinary life

Maybe I should take a knife
and cut away the fat

Follow you to where it's at

Certificate U
Poem
Parson Thruses Dairy
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Comments

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Love how you have shown the contrast between the cool, slick exterior of beat hipsters and the deep melancholy within.

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you, Philip. Can't claim any credit. Purely accidental. I'd just read the first page of Book 2 of Desolation Angels and closed the book again. Been resting and thinking for a while after Book 1. No hurry now. Close to running out of his work.

Parson Thru

Submitted by scratch on

I love your comment Philip.

PS Parsons, sorry but I must have missed this one, I think it to be excellent too.  Nice one.

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thanks, scratch. It only just popped up. Nice of you. Hope all is very well with you. Woken to a summer morning in York.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you picker. I'll have them with my porridge. Very grateful.

Parson Thru

Submitted by maisie on
  • hows york?  loved the simplicity and the beat in your words :) thank you.

maisie angel Guess what?  I'm still alive!

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hi Maisie! York was great, thanks. Back in the South West again now after passing the Malverns beautifully backlit by sunset. Ah, the road. Thank you, thank you, thank you, Maisie, for your beautiful comment. :-)

Parson Thru

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

A little gem, this one, PT. Give my regards to Yorksmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hi Tina. Thank you. There used to be a bus in York that went to Broadway. I should have jumped on it. Will pass on your regards. X

Parson Thru