B.C. Walters Poems

Best Poem of B.C. Walters

All suits.
All death.

All family
Besides the absent
All friends
Besides the absent

The ones that want to care

I see my father reading,
A moment of redeeming,
After a night of drinking, remembering
All forgotten

Life again
Until the next . . .
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They Just Think They Ought To
It was a quiet little cafe in a town
Twenty minutes train journey from Peterborough.
he sat with his legs crossed on the chair outside
a newspaper resting in his lap
served by the waitress born to serve him
His cigarette burned slowly towards
his 38 year old fingers
as he swept a bead of sweat from . . .
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