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From the Street
Slurred songs echo up Drinking woman sits on path Where will her night end? ~ n.b. It’s only just turned 20:00h on a Saturday evening. It’s cold, damp, dark. She pauses her songs occasionally to bait a passer by. ~ CLP 17/10/2020 →
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On the Street vii
~ Grey, cool rain persists Days run together down drains Mingling with lost years ~ CLP 06/10/2020 →
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On the Street vi
Gutters now blocked by leaves, twigs and dropped masks We’re facing a flood ~ CLP 05/10/2020 →
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On the Street ii
Dressed in rain-slicked leaves Treacherous corners await Us, the unwary ~ CLP 02/10/2020 →
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On Drizzle
Light diffused through sheets which gently wrap limbs in cold that seeps into bones ~ CLP 29/09/2020 →
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Autumn Storm
She came upon us from the North Dragging her gloomy shawl Over the sheared hills and ploughed land Turning blends of gold to black and white Breaking limbs from oak and ash Flooded the roots Inundated roads Coughing and spitting She dragged her filthy sheets into town Stuffed her discarded litter into the drains Threw →
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On Pleasure vii
Weary travellers Take overdue refreshment. Sun turns sky silver n.b. Surlingham Ferry. The Ferry House hove into view, somehow knowing a drinks break was needed after 4 hours of an impromptu cycle ride. Interesting cloud formations and sunset too. CLP 06/09/2020 →
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Terns
Crunching east on stony beach With the westerly Encouraging me to move along With uncalled for shoves to my spine Like an impatient copper Clearing an unruly popular terrace Causing me to stumble As I stagger on loose pebbles Waves tumble in Wash through shingle The rage of sea repressed By this burly bully at →
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On the Rise ii
Hot pockets bubble Steamy accumulations Form, swell; fit to burst ~ n.b. There’s a lot of it about. ~ CLP 18/08/2020 →
Journey of Words 