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Poetry — August 2017

Waiting to Be

Waiting to Be There is something Waiting to happen   Not storming nor stewing Straining or... Read more

Sitting With Her on The Heath

Sitting With Her on The Heath At the top of the hill Once again seeking Fleeting Serenity's illusive... Read more

Last Call

Last Call Scentless flowers Tasteless buds A bad itchy scratchy dream That I can't wake up... Read more