Dirty old Town

© Adolphe Valette 1912

Smoke rises from the old barge
to merge with early morning fog
which will stubbornly refuse to yield
to days later warm-sun burn off.

He liked coming here to watch
the barges pass by.
It was his place to find
calm amidst an urban chaos.

He could reflect upon the
other reflections in a world
of passing strangers where,
he too wouldn’t be thought
strange for thinking
modern vehicles hideous
and new industry too extreme.

He was a Victorian man
living in a new age
aware the barge was London bound
but they could keep that ever
thriving metropolis
because,
he loved his dirty old town.

~*~

© Daydreamertoo          *All rights reserved

The Title Dirty old Town is taken from an old folk song about the city of Manchester, which inspired the painting, and became famous in the 1950’s and 60’s sung by various artists including Rod Stewart.

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Enough

A piece of wood drifts close enough
for her to see it had a message carved:
‘For whatever ails, the water will fix.’
She read, then watched it mysteriously
split in two and sink.

Sounds of metal cups and plates
he’d thrown at her still rang, tinny in her ears.
One had caught her head, she could feel
a vivid bump and little nick it left along
with all the older scars
His throwing things always the tip off
which preludes the full on assault
to follow
She’d even tinted her skin to hide each bruise
but, enough was enough
she knew now what she had to do.

She dipped her toes into the water
which was surprisingly warm
Soothing…
and soon she was wading deeper
Gentle ripples were now waves
but here, nothing insidious existed
and, her limbs didn’t hurt anymore

As soon as she got back to the shore
whatever it took, she was leaving.

~*~

© Daydreamertoo           *All rights reserved

Strange where the wordle words take us each week.  This was where they led me. I hate any type of abuse. Was going to leave it as her just being in the water and let our own minds decide on her fate but, I do like a happy ending …lol

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