The Graveyard Watch

22 Nov

Bright,

floral headscarves,

Keep tight perms

From damp,

As weary, weathered

Women wait,

In drizzle,

With the gravestones

At St Oswald’s Hall.

Spectres in the gloom,

Shey wait their wait,

And watch,

As time ticks by.

Like sheep, they flock;

As those behind the door

Begin to brace themselves

And watch

The chosen one

Release the bolt

And run,

Then, tigers now,

The charge is on,

The Jumble Sale’s

Begun!

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