take
a bus
down herberg street
do some window shopping
in the rain
there’s no rush
and you can take
as much time
as you need
but
mind now
how you go
out there
keep the cobbles
beneath
your wheels
it’s a glue pot
on the other side
if you stray
you might be
gone
so keep it narrow
keep it
on the road
and I’ll see you
again
in just a day
or two
over the top
or
in the mire
either way
I’ll watch out
for you
and remember
we once met
on herberg street
~
These B&W photos make it seem all the more miserable
LikeLiked by 1 person
Very stark, aren’t they?
LikeLike
Beautiful . These poems are so moving. The photos are perfect for your words Frank.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Anne. I hope I can make something of them for the long term.
LikeLike
So thoughtful
LikeLike