Poetry from Ian Copestick

A Promise

Earlier today
I was taking
my dog out
for her walk

Just across
the street from
me was two
old men.

I'm fifty years
old. So believe
me.

If I say that
they were old
they were old.


They were OLD,
but they were
standing next to
a Bentley.


Two guys who
must have been
at least mid- 60's.

Wearing shorts, and
summer shirts, with
at least three buttons
undone.

It made me feel
sick.

It made me make
a promise to
myself.