Traditional Networks (Talking)

Posted: October 29, 2014 in Free Verse Poetry, Poetry
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Mary brought the news

With her usual loud knock

I was still sleeping

George had died in the night

A heart attack she said

Fearfully

“I thought you should know”

She said

“With us being neighbours”

George the old chap living in the corner house

Who I had not spoken to for years

Who I exchanged smiles with and polite waves

From behind my speeding windscreen

Was dead,

I did not know he was ill.

I never stopped to ask

Or knocked on his door.

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© Paul Nichol.  2014

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