Brexit
Reams of saggy bunting
intersect the streets.
Union Jacks catch the wind,
curling into themselves,
like bright birds
huddling on wires.
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"intersect" ... "curling" ... "huddling"
Strong imagery in a small space. Great way to say without saying- letting the lines breathe and be. I like.
Thanks, Sam!
It comes alive on my screen, each time I read it. *
Rah-rah and retreat into the safety of the small well captured.