janet crawford trenchard

power plant

by janet crawford trenchard
copyright 2008
driving along in the dark
earth and sea to either side
expecting to be surprised as always
by silvery stilts
rising out of the mist, Atlantis
spreading its net of lights
I wonder
if I missed it somehow
to see it standing there
on stiff spiderlegs, unlit
a driveby tour of a dead fairyland
a woeful message
spelled out in enormous runes
indecipherable, reaching out to us
from oblivion


by Janet Crawford Trenchard
copyright 2008

You know this place very well
and it is lit, isn’t it?
candlelight or searchlight
police flashlight
It’s your soliloquy
a room on a stage
in which everybody leaves you
standing amongst
odd moments of your life
-they’re your history, but
still, you think: why drag them along?
and so
you step outside the room
into the rain
with only a thin jacket, now wet
and it is that leaving
disguised as everybody
always leaving you
isn’t it?

2 replies

  1. Heya i got to your site by mistake when i was searching bing for something off topic here but i do have say your site is really helpful, like the theme and the content on here…so thanks for me procrastinating from my previous task, lol


  2. are you stepping outside or inside into the rain? the rain. Feel the rain.


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