Endless Line

Heavy traffic through the town;
an endless line of heavy lorries
moving like snails.
The motorway must be closed.


Roadside Scene

Stretched out in line across the field like sentinels,
backs to the motorway, the watchful guns
stand patiently alert and waiting for
the unseen Beaters to flush the backdrop woodland.
Long before the sounds of death and dying ricochet
the road we travel has carried us away.

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