Poetry: Louis Kasatkin

By Louis Kasatkin

Louis is editorial administrator at www.DestinyPoets.co.uk and founder of Destiny Poets and in his spare time is a civic, community, political activist, blogger and general nuisance to the status quo!
 Louis Kasatkin


The Dust Bowl

The names and their faces
those times and their places,
the rundown rail depot
from where the last westbound left
in that dry-cracked goodbye summer
when water was heaven
and wells coughed their
grinding choking echo,
dust for a future
that had yet to be;
In those places and their times
heavy inked portraiture faces
made indistinguishable by
careless careworn thumb and fingers
of the ones chosen to
witness their passing,
so that records were kept
for whoever would come after
to research rediscover
those times and their places,
shrouded names and their faces
down by the rail depot
in that dry-cracked summer
when the westbound whistled its goodbye.
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Of Games & Candles

Time is etched like memories
on the membrane some
call fate and others chance;
none there are now to
gainsay the swinging pendulum
that swung so far
yet never returned at the
unstruck hour on the
unremarkable day that
slipped quietly away and
lost itself somewhere in the mist;
others say that carousels have
stopped running rings around the moon;
and when the moment comes that we've been waiting for
we'll discover that in truth he left us far too soon.

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