Autumn Stroll On

Cheapskate jewellers inlaid caught raindrops set them with garnet and ruby placed their gleam in window trays: Diamond

Golden leafed pot pouri lines road and path mulches in downpour. Smell wet forest on the street.

Woman: ‘Bus is a horse and cart. Knocking us to and fro.’ As it made way up Packhorse Road down which salt brought.

A crocodile of Canada geese across yellow glow clouds. Two parts of broken iron bath loaded in a van: goodbyes.

Blown remains of burnt out, abandoned leaves left by Summer’s joy riding trees eyesore streets. Evergreen constancy.

Town is vivid grey, but yellow shines out of closed pound shop, open butchers, grocers, mini market: Early risers.

Bus stop lad, snapback cap red American football shirt, ‘Billy’ tattooed neck, says ‘xbox3 fixed by hairdryer. Sorted’

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