Alley Girl

In step, the city
quick step.

We spot the Alley Girl,
We see her red hair,
coal eyes,
and we feel
her pitiless glance

We falter –

Can we save
our city solutions, our dreams
and delusions?

Uncertain, we weave and duck,
Like sparrows dodge the Hawk

Then she smiles

Maybe…in step again


Published in Valley Micropress, New Zealand, May 2011

Long Listed in the Fish International Poetry Competition (Cork Ireland) 2011