In The Corner

in the corner of my left eye

a crow emerges from a

Time Window

ice cream coloured clouds

nestle just above a blackberry


meanwhile the station platform

is deserted

as I stare at the portal

I see a shadow of a

summer childhood

a forgotten day…. refreshed

yet, this virtual reality

reminds me of tomorrow

something gone….lost

the Past mocking the Future

the Present caressed by a warm



Thatcher Doran



About pmisteil

Hi, my name is Paul though I write under other names like, Thatcher and Paolo, I love literature, art and architecture their passion and drama....the contradictions. The notion of Truth-who is the person behind the mask? Or does it matter! I like long walks and longer conversations over cappuccinos in a cafe with atmosphere and the rest is a journey!
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