walkingintheceiling
Monday, 13 September 2010
Discard
Medicined autumn
Night of the football referees
Tasting
Sugar
By lip & sign
Throw me away
An old black coat
Unmysteriously
Torn:
“& we looked up into that sky
empty of all sky
only those birds
swimming the rain
& god.”
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gerry boyd
13 September 2010 at 17:06
Tight and cryptic, the way I like it. Powerfully resonant second stanza.
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Simon Howard
14 September 2010 at 06:20
Thanks Gerry!
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Tight and cryptic, the way I like it. Powerfully resonant second stanza.
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