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Way Out By the Rapeseed Field

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Way out by the rapeseed field

The bridge and crossing, standing stern

Reflecting in the late afternoon

The breeze lifting the haze adrift.

 

As the train went past, I saw the light

The endless fading words of honour

Sink or swim in the estuary

As the boughs floated, with the cracked tide.

 

A grain implanted in the soil

Gone back again to haunt my mind

I saw two bridges and the dam burst

My thoughts poured forth like gushing water.

 

Poisoned in the blood-red dusk

Passing under shaded bays

With diluted evil’s watch on every corner

The crossing lights fail, the stone gives in.

 

Another chapter gone to water

Floated out to sea, this peaceful cerebral harmony

The joys of paranoia, stretched out

To the Nth degree.

2011

◄ Angry Autumn

Seaward Citadel ►

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David Cooke

Mon 25th Feb 2013 08:20

Hi David. Thanks for kind comment on my Montale and the Hoopoe poem. Just read and enjoyed this one of yours. You definitely have your own slant on things.

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David Blake

Sat 23rd Feb 2013 17:16

Thanks for the kind words Frederick. It's not my photo, no, I just searched for a photo of the area that this poem is based on, due to my memories of the place.

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Fkx

Wed 20th Feb 2013 08:17

Sweeping verse and amazing visual. Is that one of your photographs? Loved the composition of it, the receding triangles is like the golden mean projecting into the horizon, layer by layer. Thanks for sharing.

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