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Conversation in a Harbour Cafe
It was all in her eyes
When he said
I
He saw the tear
When he breathed
L
O
V
E
He knew her mind
When he stopped
Outside the mist rolled in
As ropes slipped off bollards
When he left
He heard her say
M
Y
When the door slammed
He hoped she said
L
O
V
E
When he heard
It was all in his mind
Outside the engine sta...
Sunday 9th December 2018 12:35 pm
On the Beach
Between the wooden breakwaters
I sit on the flinty stones
to watch the grey sea
waves rattling the beach
That foaming water
that was once the horizon
where I sailed
Monday 27th August 2018 5:56 pm
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