4 x Short Poems

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Yesterday

Echoing yesterday
The intimacy of your coughing
Becomes grating after a few minutes.

 

Across the Miles

Across mile after mile
All you could hear
Was the tapping of rain
Signalling across the divide
On your car windowsill.

 


What lies underneath

Leaping into a lake of leaves
You are never quite sure
What is underneath them.

 


The Camera never lies

Turning around
The camera shows his smile
Unedited in the moonlight
As he turned around
To shoot him again.

 

 

@ Andy N
From ‘The Streets were all we could see’
Due out End of 2019

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Nigel Astell

Sat 26th Jan 2019 15:17

Looking out of the window in each of the four panes of glass - - -
I can see all of these poems.

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