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Shhh
I awoke to a grainy black & white
A pale moonlight
cast vague puppets of shadow
around the canvas of bare walls
All fidgeting like an impatient audience
From below
I could hear the hollow crackle
of a gramophone
An old folk song
drifting through time
Serenading & haunting the ear
I reached out for my wife
but there was only cold, undisturbed sheets
But, ...
Wednesday 3rd August 2022 8:02 pm
The Sixpence II
From the old stone bridge
he could see her,
barefoot, on a platform
no longer there.
Under a moonlit slither
something shimmered
in her slowly closing hand
Her head slowly rising
Her eyes locking on his
Somehow, her face so clear
despite the distance
Her hand snapped shut!
He could see a well
Dark & slick with black moss
A door
Smell a drift of whi...
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