Any town

Any town

This town was built from flint and clay

from the iron age and the God's malaise.

This Earth leaves tints of iron and bronze.

Seas, and shells, parchment gone.

This nation holds its mark on time,

not short of the sublime

mixtures of faiths and cultures,

landmarks from other timezones.

The shape of the stars

and the arc of the moon

suggest a covenant with us soon.

Any towncovenantiron agestone ageGodstarstimezonesmooncultures.

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<Deleted User> (13762)

Sat 9th May 2015 07:46

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Carol Fenwick

Sat 9th May 2015 07:41

Thanks for commenting again Colin, yes will look again at this poem and perhaps change to covenant . I appreciate your comments thanks. Have you any work I can read?

<Deleted User> (13762)

Sat 9th May 2015 07:36

Hi Carol, me again. This is so much more concise than your loaded gun and almost every word has its place. I'm struggling with 'interchanging connections' and 'alternate pluralities'. Should that be 'covenant' in the last line? x

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