the apple tree

If you should wonder where I've gone

don't look for me down Creeping Lane

you'll only find my shadow there

between the drifts of mist & rain.

 

 

 

It's quiet in the orchard here

the creaking bough is mute to me

I cannot hear you calling near

& the rook has somewhere else to be.

◄ kick-off

the whether man ►

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Banksy

Thu 24th Dec 2009 23:27

Hi Ann - many thanks; posting it on xmas eve was purely by chance - I wrote it a long time ago - I never thought of it like that - but I see what you mean !

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Ann Foxglove

Thu 24th Dec 2009 23:04

Hi Banksy - this poem made me feel worried for you, and it's a really good poem too. But somehow, posting it on christnmas eve? It's going to haunt me tonight anyway. LOL AF

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