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Silent sounds of quiet quirky quiffs
Spent my destiny trying to find someone like you,
went through a decade worth of decaying decoys,
going downhill with the destroyed disguise.
Spent my love on hoarding hordes of hatred,
yet just like heather hills you're calming for my mind.
And I, need to get away,
so why, keep on lying to my face.
So this house was built by ordinary men and women,
powering through hustles while we...
Monday 11th November 2019 11:35 pm
Guisecliff Crag, August
Where the fragrant heather moorland borders
wildwood, by the crags above the river,
the harebells and last fading heads of clover
nod themselves to sleep in drowsy August.
The ling is now full-on and tightly ordered
spikes of tiny flowers blanket over
the landscape like an Emperor’s purple toga
swathed across the heights, but thrice more gorgeous.
The fated grouse may look ...
Saturday 18th August 2018 10:31 am
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