Michael Edwards

A RECOLLECTION

 

 

A RECOLLECTION

 

 

Against the thin autumnal skies

a bell rings from a profiled tower

as boys emerge in haste.

 

Multi-coloured clothing shed

by naked trees  in  filigree

is kicked and crunched by black-laced shoes

along the hidden path to home

where  brambles threaten red chaffed legs

 

Opaque streams of drifting smoke

point to bonfires newly lit

where men in caps dig sodden soil

to sounds of stainless steel in clay

beyond the hedge and out of view

 

With muddied shoes and tousled hair

unseen they soon emerge

on tarmacadamed roads to home.