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waterperry

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at waterperry

iris stood

elongated strands of blue

box-clipped peacocks fan

tea and cakes were all home-made -

there was a snake

i saw him

curving through a glade

of fern

into a bubbling stream

at waterperry

when we were vaguely one

though you were always distant

in control

i waited till you got me home

 

one day I broke away

because you were so jealous of my son

my eyelids were torn up to see

that you never cared for me

that stately gardens were a ploy

deceiving me

with borrowed grace

at waterperry

 

deception

◄ rebel in the boneyard

chocolate shoes ►

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Wed 8th Jun 2011 10:45

I had never heard of Waterperry until this poem, and now it has crossed my path twice in two days. Strange. A beautiful place it seems; I hope to visit some day.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Mon 6th Jun 2011 11:54

Another poem that sucks in the reader inexorably, to enjoy your unique vision that connects common things and human experience. Your diction is lovely: 'deceiving me with/ borrowed grace/at waterperry' is just superb, one of the best conclusions I have ever read.

<Deleted User> (8730)

Sat 4th Jun 2011 15:36

very nice, where is waterperry?

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