This morning, a lone lane somewhere…by Aneurin Gareth Thomas 💫 #poem #PoetsHub #WritingCommunity @Coffeeandachat1

Dry leaves bouncing along the lane in the breeze,

dancing like butterflies.

This morning winter spoke to me

but they were my words,

given to me by my eyes,

a trick of metaphor.

This morning on a lone lane

winter leaves became summer butterflies,

somewhere lost in Retiro Park.

They tell me it’s in Madrid.

But it could be anywhere

when you are not with me.

(From the novel “Melancholic Avenue” © Aneurin Gareth Thomas 2019) to purchase Aneurin’s book follow this link

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