These Early Hours - a poem by S D Wickett

These Early Hours is a poem recently written by Bournbrook’s S D Wickett.

These Early Hours is a poem recently written by Bournbrook’s S D Wickett, and can be read below. For more of his poems, follow him on his Substack, Instagram account @songsofafoggedmind_ and Twitter account @essdeewickett.

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These Early Hours

It is in these early hours,

Between the dusk and dawn;

Where I find empty towers,

And in their shells I mourn.

A thing I never had,

A place I never went,

Memories never lived,

Money never spent.

It’s in these early hours,

When I am all alone;

And wandering with weary feet,

Until I stumble home.