Sunday, 22 August 2010

August 22

Took a look outside the other day.

Wondered what haze meant.
East on the former 25th. 
By now the smoke from Williams Lake had reached me.
Found the nearest house red,
old Broad street turning.


Brenda Schmidt said...

Ah, haze. Love this post. That red house.

Hammie said...

Nice poem -- red house/smoke/sad old fence.