I was out late last night
I met a lady in a silver coat at the crossroads on the way home.
When I woke in the morning there was a squirrel in my bed.
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Here's the first peice on my blog
PORTANCROSS/
The sun was setting and everyone going home.
We sat on the coarse grass.
Naked feet burrowed in the damp sand.
Cooling air brought us together.
Your shadow fell into mine.
The sun bowed out.
Stars whispered night.
A nocturnal cough from outboard engine.
The fishermen were away.
The fairies likewise.
Leaving the castle to guard our love.
This is a happy place
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- David John
- About me I work, live in a family and write poems. Sometimes I get out and perform poetry. I run up and down hills and braes. I always wanted to be a dancer but I have one foot much bigger than the other. I hope you enjoy reading this blog.
1 comment:
I woke up one morning under a bridge by a canal
Couldn't be bothered to walk all the way home as it's hilly in Huddersfield
I knew I had eaten a kebab from the lingering taste of grease in my mouth
But couldn't remember the duck, whose feathers lay on the ground
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