Black crows swooping low on me. A cautionary caw. The rattle cackle magpie. Dark things that flit the shade…
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Here is the nub of it. I’ve had my fill of it. I don’t want to talk of it. Not even one little bit. ‘Cause I’d tell you where…
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Nature is Falling Apart. I’m longing for too long. To bring back the past. The voice of mother nature. The world is changing fast…
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I knew why poets never die. Reading an anthology of Classic poems. On quiet a night. With wings of Enlightenment and delight. My soul took flight. To far-off lands bright…
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I’ll tell you a tale of Brexit. As happened in twenty nineteen. When Brits chose to be an island. And Parl’ment got as mad as we’ve seen…
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Look there’s the moon up the sky. Shining among the stars with great destiny. Giving light