So Far

Crowded, sullen grey clouds

Bear silent witness:

Vacant market stalls,

Double-wet cobbles

Giving less than nothing back

And a patient young woman,

In quiet violet coat,

Once-black collars and

A cello case

Waiting in silence:

For the storm to pass?

For the right man to appear?

She believes the devil can’t

Cross the unfinished bridge;

Doesn’t realise that,

So far, the devil

Has never been tempted.


3 thoughts on “So Far

  1. Spine-tingling image-laden word-slinging!

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