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Underground (Part 25 to 27)
NB. Three more haikus about the Underground
25
Northern train at stop
Pauses like it is watching
You walk your two dogs.
26
Getting hotter and
Hotter, it feels like the train
Is overheating too.
27
Pausing for breath
The guard wakes up the girl
For her ticket home.
Wednesday 30th September 2020 8:18 pm
On My Way.
All black, on galleons,
walk surf, breathing.
Maybe some cars,
maybe phrases.
Tuesday 24th December 2019 4:46 am
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If you believe you can achieve, you'll never grieve the things that leaves, for we are leaves in the blowing heaves, of hurricanes they deceive, but we will always believe.
Friday 10th February 2017 8:25 pm
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