Tuesday, 26 June 2007

Tuesday Prompts 01

and sang the sun in flight

we should have been galloping on horses

are you dreaming of what is lost?

sunflowers outside the window

hauling in lobsters pots, sun gleaming

my brother is here, my sister

stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone

The stars are not wanted now

things move

pity the drunks, the old, the dead

the art of blood on snow

she wrote her notes, then blocked the door


Little Children

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