I've Still Got Journeys Poem by Mark Heathcote
I've Still Got Journeys
I'm a descending leaf
spiralling to the ground
and soon to be icebound
in unseasonal disbelief
I flutter and pirouette
as though quite absurdly
I've still got journeys
and dances for a discotheque.
Of course, I haven't though
but I can still look good
on my turf, my neighbourhood
in the embryonic throws
of another misplaced Romeo's
story of unrequited love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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