Poem 364 – Couples In London

There was that couple, hand in hand,
In hand a ‘phone to distract from the others’ eyes.
And the pair upon a simple bench
Who laughed and smiled together.
And a final pair from across the sea
Who were sleeping to pass the time,
But resting in peace is a thing of the beasts
And this sleeping beast was a tiger.


Dear readers,

These things can all be seen on such a walk through Regent’s Park as I took shortly before writing this poem. The latter two I find less horrifying. I hate to be one to decry modern youth, but if a young person is walking hand-in-hand down a path, I do like the convention that one either looks at the path, or at one’s partner.

Kind regards,

The Hapless Neo-Romantic


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