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Fear

I caught

The fear

In your eye

Around the

Corner

It was trying

To hide

 

Too late

Too fast

Wearing A

Mask

I caught

A glimpse

Of your closing

Lid 

 

Of what to expect

I don’t know

Yet

 

And as your

Eyes go wide

I’m closing my

Eyes

 

As to

What may

Happen next  

 

 

◄ Warrior

Gentle Bones ►

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Steve Higgins

Wed 14th Oct 2015 20:13

Less is more as they say, and the sparseness of this poem gives it all the more power,
best wishes, Steve

Lynn Hamilton

Wed 14th Oct 2015 13:14

No need for apologies, David. The fact that people read, relate to and comment on any of my work is very much appreciated. I wish I got to control the productivity but, as you 'k' feckin now, it doesn't quite work they way with me!

Lynn Hamilton

Tue 13th Oct 2015 23:28

Thank you for your comment
Huw. Much appreciated.

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