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Trapped In Amber
tree resin could not compare,
so soft and adhesive as glue,
drawn in like a starving fly, I
gorged on the love she grew
she's gone now, felled by time,
ironic mere insects survive her,
yet we are safe as any house,
secure but trapped in Amber
I'm stuck and its getting harder
I watch myself get fossilized,
years go by and I turn to rock,
humble yet curious...
Saturday 28th November 2020 10:57 am
Yellow
The day you bought me a yellow tie
I first wondered at your taste
Your wedding dress was primrose
Canary yellow at the waist
The lounge carpet is ochre
Kitchen cabinets buttercup
Daffodil is the bathroom
The place where I throw up
I'm sick to death of mustard
The sheets seem a tide of amber
In bed I get quite bilious
When over you I try to clamber
...
Thursday 23rd April 2020 12:30 pm
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