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Monday, 10 November 2014

Small Joys

Bright lights
In the morning mist
Fence-top & hedgerow
With the lightest dewdrop
Each sous ever so slightly kissed

Resist the fall to maudlin
As if old times pasts are past
Psyche & aura
Become the brightest crop
Vous de vous - to the very last

Distant piano keys
Tap out the sounds of Liszt
Love’s near; autumn days
Decline to faintness, fail to hope
All of all we are the ones left to cope