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The Cellars Of Your Heart
I stayed put, you moved on
With not a backward glance,
Its cold and dark down here
Hearing your merry dance
I'm in limbo now, forgotten
My spirit unable to restart
Trapped and left for dead
In the cellars of your heart
This place has other ghosts
Chains clanking like mine
Brooding sadly about how
You must be doing so fine
We're so near yet so far ...
Sunday 18th October 2020 11:17 am
Concrete and Bunting
It was 1960
Only fifteen years after the War ended
(Though we did'nt know it) and the
Prevailing dogma, a brave new world meant
Knocking down brick terraces
(Often quite servicable)
To build ten-storey flats.
Kids like us played in derelict houses
Door-less and
Stripped of copper and roof-slates their
Dank stone cellars exciting with
What today they call memorabili...
Sunday 10th May 2020 12:29 pm
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