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Monthly Archives: October 2014
Autumn (II)
The long grey afternoon colour banished from the sky Time drifts in cloud’s layered granite landscaped demolition A space of sound shadowed in a vision of copper, bronze, Golden decaying maze dance to the music of windy, rainy days … Continue reading
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Autumn (I)
Whispers of tears Under golden leaves Trembling orange flames Breathe endless pardon Listen, the silence of love —– Rivulets of crystal Circles drizzled in rust Crackling, decaying leaves Petals of crimson Touch, the manuscript of grace.
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Casdon Soccer
Alan Ball was in midfield Bob Latchford my centre forward And Gordon West in goal. — I was an inside forward A dashing, flashing super striker Match winner and wonder player Loved by all the Everton faithful. — My name … Continue reading
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If I were a grain of sand
If I were a grain of sand Smooth golden prism of dust Stranded in a cobweb of honeycomb desire Caressed with moonlit veins of silver That echoes the thunder of the waves Emerging from the land of burnt out … Continue reading
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In The Garden
This lie is more crafty It is more subtle Bent with fear and mystery Distorted by sharp edges of blame This lie is magic It can change your life Will protect you from havoc Make you feel like god inside … Continue reading
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