I wanted to sleep
I wanted to sleep,
but then I decided to cycle expressively
into an unknown village.
I remember not looking out for traffic
And then arriving at greenery, village leaves,
And an amber sea by the curtains of a cottage.
I looked through a diamond, latticed window,
At shapes of mild deer and hares upon a vase.
A friendly girl said ‘Hello’,
and I was momentarily
taken from out of the smiles of aspect flowers.
A cushion on a swing set beneath a great tree
made me believe
I was in a magical village,
even amid the wrappers and puddles on the ground.
I left that village
and cycled into great trees.
The pretty flood of winter in my mind.
Simon Francis Hambrook has had poetry published in Neon Highway and The Green Dragon. He has performed his poetry at Féile na Bealtaine International Arts and Literature Festival, Ireland, and at the Ways With Words Festival in Devon, England.