Tuesday 4 February 2014

Power Lines






. . . and you must not touch it or you will die - Genesis 3:3



"Surrounded by darkness 
again,"
I tell Dot,

It's not her real name.

 "I quote
 from the paper:

'Heavy snow in the trees
and ice on the branches . . .'"

And show her the
 picture
of two 
in the road,
" - they've brought down the power lines
- there's people without  . . . "

 - zap p p p ! 

The lights
in the streets
all around blink back on . . .

Needles fall silent
 from knitting
black socks . . .

"Them trees 
has no power," 
 - Dot's little joke -


. . . and the needles 
click on




5 comments:

  1. Dot is obviously a deep thinker as she knits!

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  2. Oh yes, in darkness of fallen trees Dot will find her truth.

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  3. The socks have changed colour in the darkness; the serpent is in our midst no doubt.

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  4. Yes, the socks changed colour from grey to black on the recommendation or more correctly under the influence of Dylan Thomas who often writes of experiencing Bible black nights.

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  5. By the way Rachel, thanx for your comment on my short story. I hope to write a couple more before the year is out.

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