Somewhere in Dorset
Time to sit a spell
on a crumbling
dry-moss milestone.
Ahead,
the road dips and bends
like other roads bend and dip.
Ahead,
milestones and gravestones
and faded-varnish benches,
‘In memory of…’
And then, and then,
bouquet-brightened benches,
‘Bide a wee.’
Gravestones and milestones
and bends and dips.
Time to gather my ragtag bundle
Time to sit a spell.
© coolhermit 2023
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