Wartime in Horsted Keynes - O.T Park

Only one snap of the unfortunate

Mr and Mrs Knapp was ever taken;

Perched near the austere church,

Their smiles, in contrast, radiant.

Later a simple wedding banquet,

The tired guests mostly in uniform

Eeking out a little limited leave.

Then a walk back to the blacked

Out station - parents placed home

And a giddy new union begins.

A quick shortcut along the tracks,

Summer squall thick and stifling.

It hides the behemoth at their back

Crashing through endless night.

Bio:

O.T. Park lives and works in Guildford, U.K.. He has had poems published in Eye Flash Poetry, The Dawntreader and The Cannon’s Mouth