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Tenderness
I still taste you
in every sip of liquor
O, how quickly
our past begins to replay
projected on the evening lawn
as the oil lamp burns
ghostly, beside me
You said so little
like some men will
That stillness was a balm
to my life’s tumult
Your stoic way
and silent eyes
a recurring character
in my diary’s scribbled lines
I don’t do much
but work and walk
and play the records
y...
Sunday 8th June 2025 7:35 pm
Under The Old Whale Bones
If you can find your way back here
let’s meet
under the old whale bones
this place that we each love
Where we look out to sea
or back towards the sleeping town
One day, we’ll stand together
and unbeknownst to us
it will be
for the last time in our lives
Whichever of us, must go first
let’s make a promise to meet again
under the old whale bones
Hearts filled with feeling
and the b...
Wednesday 6th October 2021 4:43 pm
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