One Poem by Rosamund McCullain

Written in response to this month’s Special Challenge.

Nightwalker

Casting long shadows, she
Was always destined to walk
This deserted street, in the here,
In the now, in the unknown
Future, in the quiet echo of
The endless night. Dim street lights
Infect the air with yellow as
The darkness holds its breath.
The world sleeps as below she
Tiptoes by in silence, just breathe,
Just breathe, air heavy with
Confounded expectations, the memories
That never fade but burn and
Ache. Soft footfalls, hunched shoulders,
She slips on by, unnoticed as always,
Into the hungry nothing.



Originally from West Yorkshire, Rosamund came to Mid-Wales in 1983 to study English at Aberystwyth University. She fell in love with the Mid-Wales region, and has lived in the area ever since. She moved to North Powys in 1998, where she is now very well settled.

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