It hangs in our kitchen,
faded pencil, resting
in a frame with hinges that sigh
for a time of school visits
from Gods with armbands,
before email sign offs
and unattainable dreams.
© Carl Burkitt 2021
Carl tells tales
It hangs in our kitchen,
faded pencil, resting
in a frame with hinges that sigh
for a time of school visits
from Gods with armbands,
before email sign offs
and unattainable dreams.
© Carl Burkitt 2021
Carl tells tales 