Poetry: The Unexpected Sun by Ian Copestick

Brit Grit, Ian Copestick, Poetry, Punk Noir Magazine
It’s nights like this when you really feel
Glad to be alive. The blistering heat of the day
Has given way to a gorgeous, warm, tender
Evening. The sky is still a pale, cloudless
Blue, but you can sense that a beautiful
Sunset is on the way. As I walk with my dog
People are friendlier, just because of the
Unexpected sun. It makes me wonder, would
We British still be such a buttoned up,
Stiff upper lip people if we saw a bit more sun ?
If we could sit outside a café, sipping a Pernod
Or some other aperitif, would we not
Feel more continental, a shade more
Free and easy ? It’s worth thinking of
As the Earth heats up
Bio: Ian Lewis Copestick is a 46 year old writer from Stoke on Trent England.
Although he started writing poetry in 2001, he only started sending them out for publication 8 months ago. In this time he has had over 100 poems and 5 short stories published. He is featured in print anthologies by Alien Buddha Press and Horror Sleaze Trash.
His first book Detritus Of The Drunken Night is OUT NOW, published by Cajun Mutt Press.