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Friday, 9 August 2013

Halfway to Sark

A wall
Standing between land and sea
Its height, its depth, its robustness
All those other defining features

The memory forgets the sketch
Instead one retraces on an essence
Of that particular Friday morning

Outside the wind picks up
It is still the time of darkness
I hear the sound of rain
Safe in a warm bed, I daydream

Of flags and pavements
Places, between one and another
Where small birds & children played

Ahead of us then 
Sights of happiness, or contentment 
Sat on a wall, looking at the boats
Tasting the ice cream

Less complicated than the
Complicated arrangements
The fortifications now to disassemble

Today the day is Wednesday


from 
Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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