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The Hours That Blackbirds Keep
When you told me we were done
That you were thinking of leaving
I tried my best to mend my ways
For dread you'd leave me grieving
I've lately grown used to keeping
The hours that blackbirds keep
Awake by your side till dawn breaks
A condemned man waiting for sleep
On tenterhooks I just get by
Waiting for your decision
Blackbirds sing their songs
With exqu...
Friday 24th April 2020 11:09 am
The Bench
I sit outside the door
on a slate bench
my back against the cottage wall
in the evening sun
listening to a blackbird sing
the most astonishing sweet notes
In front of me
there is elderflower
honeysuckle
buttercups spangle the uncut grass
and the old larch looms in its corner
beyond the ancient stones of Hafod
which mark my plot
The sun has not long returned
...Sunday 24th June 2018 9:22 am
GOOD MORNING
As the sun beats down
on another glorious day,
the blackbirds are singing
in their sweet little way.
The world is still
and my mind is at peace,
how I pray for this stillness
as it offers such release.
The sky so blue
and clear overhead,
the world still in slumber;
tucked up in their beds.
Dreaming of worlds
with strange designs
and, for now...
Friday 26th June 2015 9:19 am
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