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Song For The Chorus


Then the roof falls in. Walls built over years
topple in a moment heedless of tears.
So we are levelled like a house of cards 
all that's left to us, our view of the stars.

To every one fate strikes as unique.
The latest hero from the ancient Greek.
And Love, once again of no fixed abode,
send forth sweet arrows down the chartless road.

 

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John Botterill

Sun 23rd Jan 2022 23:08

Superbly succinct. You depict the stark reality of emotional turmoil with consummate skill, Adam. Bravo!

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Stephen Gospage

Sun 23rd Jan 2022 21:31

Thanks, Adam. Reminds me of the victims of (all-too) frequent natural disasters.

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keith jeffries

Sun 23rd Jan 2022 11:14

How tenuous is the life we lead.
Thanks
Keith

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