Dusty grey pigeon Battered by the wind Ruffled feathers, frantic wings To stay true to course A struggle
A tall ship sitting silent In the harbour on Still calm seas Regal, proud and ancient Going nowhere now
A queen strutting her stuff Colours on parade While those who earned the medals Into memory Slowly fade
Image from Pixabay
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Scott Bailey is an author and blogger. His works include the dystopian novel “Mankind Limited”, "Thirteen Tales" – a collection of Ghost Stories and “A Spring of Dreams” collection of poetry, plus his latest work, a collection of epic poems - Andervayne's Dream. His blogging ranges across family articles, poetry and short stories and even the odd book or movie review.
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