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On Autumn IV
Beneath icy blue Kaleidoscope turns to red Forewarns of Winter. . CLP 16/10/2018 →
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Air Sick
We queued to launch our metal wings Into turbulance Where we were sh-sh-shoo-ke-ke-shoook Cups and lips missing Hot drinks undrunk shivering Stomaches leapt, stretched, compressed The purrrrlinggg! rings Co-pilot politely runs through somethings That at this time sound vital As our flimsy belts constrain our forms Within the mainframe of this compact Missile loaded with →
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On the New Moon
Trio of diamonds Glorify this darkest night Orion returns CLP 11/10/2018 →
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On Lincoln
Bells hung high resound Steps echo on Steep Hill stone Hearts near fit to burst. CLP 18/09/18 →