Wages of fortune

Cherry

By Parson Thru

Wed, 07 Mar 2018
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Trespassing upon a café stool
Stealing early sun of primavera
Breathing sweet contaminants
Familiar voices speaking unfamiliar words

Wages of fortune
How we live within our situation
Or bend the situation to our lives

The unreachable dream
Forty years monotony among maternal streets

The reality of trespassing upon a stool
Stealing someone’s sun

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Comments

Submitted by airyfairy on

This captures a life in a moment.  Lovely stuff, Parson.

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you airyfairy.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you for the cheeries! Xx

Time to off I pop again.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Ed Crane on

However I do believe, generally Madrid has plenty of sun to spare.

Reminded me of doing just this in my favourite bar in Haria on Lanzarote (except I was stealing shade)

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Intermittent as we speak, but we're busy refilling the reservoirs.

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Submitted by Ed Crane on

 

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Only in a medical emergency.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

How lovely it must be to have sun - I'd steal a few beams if I could.

Submitted by Parson Thru on

You're always welcome! :)

Parson Thru

Submitted by Parson Thru on

But I wouldn't bother next weekend.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Denzella on

Hello Kevin,

How I envy your use and economy of words.  In Shakespeare's Othello there is a line that goes 'Keep up your bright swords for the dew will rust them' That one line tells the audience so much.

Moya x