Glimpse

I turned away from the platform
The vain staring down the line
For the train that would not come
And found the trees beyond the station
Viewed from the municipal greyness of Bracknell
Their greens were varied and splendid
Their depth intriguing, a beckoning call to some other place
I probably saw wastelands “Soon to be redeveloped”
But, for second or two, it was Faery.
Then the train came.

Copyright © 2016  Kim Whysall-Hammond

Re-blogged from 2016…..

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