by Stephen Mc Sweeney
(Dublin, Ireland)

Purple shoe man you passed me so fast
in contrast to the girl in the green coat.
I was searching for the colours of the rainbow
so I could see the world through a prism.

Just then grey pigeons took flight
into the green trees over head.
One stayed and sat on my shoe
and for a moment I saw the world through its orange eyes.

Some flame haired vixen stood for a picture
while the smell of pipe smoke disgusted my senses.
A fat man in red shuffled along
while American tourists ducked pigeons in flight.

As I sat and watched life pass colourfully
the only thing empty of colour was the sky.
It reminded me of your heart;
dead, empty and black as coal!

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