Stranger

Moody sunset over water

In those faraway eyes

And meaningful sighs

I sense cold comfort

A little sadness at the brazier

Of the heart

A propensity to flick the switch

To neutral

And drift

When indications suggest

An all points alert

And rapid mustering

To the central muscle

And a warm infusion

Backed up by the head

That nervous calibrator

Of all that’s read

About the daily post

But I doubt that any intervention

Of mine would help

Farewell my friend

Be happy