These screaming fighter jets
Ripping through Norfolk’s skies
Tearing up clouds
Dampen the shush of the sea
Throw weighted blankets over shuffling leaves
Silence the brushes of barley
Suppress the moans of damp Westerly blows
So all I can hear are fingernails scraping
Out the chamber walls of my heart
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CLP 29/06/2020
Agreed, signed and sealed
Annulment of hopes and dreams
Gold turns to paper
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CLP 22/06/2020
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The evening the supermarket burnt down
Four miles away in the town up the road
Its smoke funnelled out to the coast
Streamed high across the marsh
Curled beneath a front pushing from the west
Where the lofty plume lost height over the cool sea
Shadowed the sunset and emerging night
Carrying smells of charcoaled meat offshore
To be minced by the churning turbine blades
Of the wind farm on the shoals
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CLP 28/06/2020
Time is of essence
Is it too early, or too late?
Or, a complete waste?
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CLP 28th June 2020
What a great punch-line
No one saw that one coming
Who’s written your script?
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CLP 22/06/2020
Have you seen the dragonfly?
Flitting back and forth, to and fro
Big-eyed bug, moves in straight lines
Side to side, back to front
Moves too fast to ever know
What he sees and what he feels
Slow down dragonfly
Come and sit with me
~
Have you seen the butterfly?
Fluttering from flower to bud
Beautiful creature flitting with the breeze
Here and there and here again
Never still enough to ever know
What she sees and what she feels
Slow down butterfly
Come and sit with me
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CLP 27th June, 2020
