Bang. Crash.
Again bang. Crash. Pause.
Followed by bang crash and a longer pause.
Bright Sunday. Early morning.
Two sleepy heads
Wake and look out of the window
To see a sheep
Head stuck in a metal dustbin
Careering down the street.
Lamp-post by lamp-post.
Crash. Bang. And now
Receding in the distance.
Reflections on life in Poetry and Prose. 