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.
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