Posted: 21/10/21

Sunset 21 September - Phillippa Wray

Clouds forming, reforming and fading away.   

Artificial lights brightening as natural light fades. 

Traffic decreasing but never stopping. 

Boats plying their way up a calm river. 

Lone footballer engrossed in his play. 

Lives continuing and lives disrupted. 


A city that goes home early. 

A green city, trees abound. 

Beautiful buildings all around. 

Surrounded by history, enclosed by water. 

My home city. 


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