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All We Left Were Birds
All We Left Were Birds
I heard the birdsong through the air
From far away and long ago
The sound of sparrow and of crow
And knew no human travelled there
They sat aloft without a care
No threat from humans down below
I heard the birdsong through the air
From far away and long ago
As time flew I became aware
Of how the seasons ebb and flow
When there ...
Saturday 28th March 2020 12:49 am
Broke
Broke
I relish the darkness of the night,
Its cloying blackness like a friend
who will not leave you till the end
and walks behind you, out of sight.
The solemn fading of the light
covers the cracks that will not mend.
I relish the darkness of the night,
it’s cloying blackness like a friend.
My life was always fresh and bright,
a silver sixpence, yet to...
Sunday 6th December 2015 12:43 pm
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