The world <br />arranged itself... just so. <br /> <br />Summer breezed in <br />with a belief in itself <br /> <br />that wasn’t to be <br />challenged <br /> <br />as the bright blue <br />of the croquet ball <br /> <br />was swallowed by the mouth <br />of an ever hungry hoop. <br /> <br />Insects <br />happy with themselves <br /> <br />crawled chuckling <br />through the grass <br /> <br />blade after laughing blade. <br /> <br />A sudden sun <br />shower <br /> <br />awoke the dreaming <br />humans <br /> <br />leaving the sleepy <br />hammock <br /> <br />swinging in <br />the empty stillness <br /> <br />singing softly to itself <br /> <br />as feet with shrieks <br />ran for cover <br /> <br />gathering the house around them <br />like armour <br /> <br />their pleased faces plastered <br />against the unwashed windows. <br /> <br />Raindrops falling <br />like a shower of arrows <br /> <br />at Agincourt. <br /> <br />Tea things <br />looking foolish <br /> <br />without <br />human mouths <br /> <br />human hands <br /> <br />to hold them <br />in place. <br /> <br />Dead belongings <br />(a clutch purse...a cloche hat) <br /> <br />lying scattered <br />upon the battleground <br /> <br />a forgotten book <br />forlorn & misbegotten <br /> <br />soaked to the skin <br /> <br />flicking through its own pages <br />as if it had <br /> <br />lost the plot <br /> <br />eager to find out what <br />... happened next?<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-happened-next-for-byran/
