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Edwyna Beaumont

Email: moorpony@gmail.com
Updated: Tue, 25 Oct 2016 05:21 pm

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I'm trying to wake up this poet.... asleep for too long.

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SUNDAY TALK Sunday morning... and a stillness that’s like a forever inevitable waiting. Everything is silenced, held... Anointed by the touch of Longing. Rain falls in slow motion, spraying Sunday pace. It’s a time for listening to yourself, a time for remembering what you know, counting up… and setting down, letting the quiet have its say. ............................................... - written on a plane coming home from Oz - DAWNING BACKWARDS Our flying West into earlier cheats the daying. The earth turns its curve to before, dipping the sun to below. The risen gets set - the morn is undone - And it\'s so... we undawn as we go. ...............................................

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andy n

Sun 8th May 2016 15:03

profile poems are great.. will have to have a look at the rest defo but excelent.. x

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Winston (Admin)

Sun 17th Jul 2011 11:08

Hi Edwyna, Welcome to WOL . Hope to see you at Butterflies at some point. Winston

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Tommy Carroll

Tue 12th Jul 2011 10:11

'wake up-get out of bed drag a comb across your head...' Lennon/McCartney
Tommy

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