The Still Quiet Streets By Martin Potter

The Still Quiet Streets

Shadows on the paving shift
Time prowling paper greys
Curling the dun leaves drift

Blown along each gaping rift
Between the skirts in redbrick days
Shadows on the paving shift

Scraps of litter pilgrims sift
Chance corner hideaways
Curling the dun leaves drift

Caught in an atmospheric lift
A swirl of harried castaways
Shadows on the paving shift

A scrap scrabble until they sniffed
The gathering of the traffic phase
Curling the dun leaves drift

Then desolation seems a gift
Descried by new-battered strays 
Shadows on the paving shift
Curling the dun leaves drift

Martin Potter (https://martinpotterpoet.home.blog) is a poet and academic, based in Manchester, UK, and his poems have appeared in Acumen, The French Literary Review, Eborakon, Scintilla, Ink Sweat & Tears, The Poetry Village, and other journals. His pamphlet In the Particular was published by Eyewear in December, 2017.