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A Run In The Park In The Rain
we met in roundhay park,
she was walking her hound,
fettered with a muzzle, the
dog barely made a sound
that was half a life-time ago,
long defunct that labrador,
I'm the one on a short lead,
I rarely talk, let alone roar
personality's behind bars,
independence gone west,
castrated, house-trained,
where obedience is best
a daily run in the garden,
...Thursday 3rd December 2020 10:45 am
Bedroom Gothic
Things had stalled then tapered off
For Bill and Gwen had reached the stage
Where sex is what other people do
When love has turned its final page
Salad days gone and keen to downsize
They found a bungalow, cheap they said,
It had leaky flashing and woodworm
Above all, a full-length gilt mirror over the bed
That first night under a wrinkled reflection
As the pai...
Sunday 19th July 2020 11:45 am
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