The Piper
We follow him down to the woods, 'tis true,
To the burbling brook and the flashing fisher;
Then up on the hill, where the poppies' gash
thrills the eye and quickens the blood;And, all the while, the wind whispers, "nay. nay"
through the golden wheat,
Where Sir Magpie beats a warning, "One for sorrow"
and the low clouds brood, "stay, stay".Old heads on young shoulders, even so
We know the danger in the hidden places;
The stern look of caverns and the quiet disapproval.
We do not go.We do not go into the darken places
(the forbidding gaze, the approbation)
~ we just pretend.Just pretend how we are grown and sage
with age, and the experience of strangers.
We tow the line, hook and sinker.
The old told tale is but a blinker,
and we are children, still.~ winnie caw, 2nd june 2007
*****
all poems ©winnie caw 2007
More of winnie's poems - Vol I 'I Find my Way', Poems 1968 - 1976 by Winnie Quinn @ I Find My Way
Selection of Vol. II @ Going Down the White Hill - Poems 1989 - 1996
Selection of Vol. III @ Bus Stops - Poems 1996 - 2002
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