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early evening, early autumn glow

            as mersey mist descends

bright as mid summer but fresh

21st century silhouettes


like a new start


smoke rises on the water

21st century sounds



i'm no longer the rural riddle

and i don’t miss it… much

this is the new start


and looking out onto early evening

mersey mist

there are no sewers spewing smells

i can’t see the ground

there is no conversation

that grumble? low like a tiger

is continuous like music


and the swell of the river’s ebbs and flows

slows down my breathing

until i am hibernating


i never thought i could be happy again

◄ First Above All Else


<Deleted User> (5023)

Tue 2nd Nov 2010 20:24

nice, easy in the telling!!

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nick armbrister

Thu 22nd Oct 2009 00:01

this is a nice poem Lydia full of good imagery. very good. nick:)

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Mon 14th Sep 2009 20:47

I like a lot of this, Lydia. 'the rural riddle' is really good; also 'no sewers spewing smells'; especially 'slows down my breathing until i am hibernating'; and '21st century silhouettes'.

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Andy N

Mon 14th Sep 2009 19:08

i like this, Lydia.. the last line is a bit tellie perhaps but i think it needs to be told!

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