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Eyrie Avenue
Eyrie Avenue
After the chicks had flown the nest
she sat in stony silence –
rocking back and forth in an upright chair.
The hair on her head pulled tight into a cowl
that accentuated her horny skull.
A sharp, beak nose and dull, see all eyes
that fluttered from pillar to post –
Until –
The ball came over the wall –
Then –
Fingers cur...
Sunday 12th May 2013 6:31 pm
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