Monday, 16 July 2007

Monday 16th Prompts 07:57

Who put that crease in your soul?

In your small garden

An old man, by a dim light

John One takes his place at the table

Hers is the clean apron

The price of a goose egg

Watching James Bond

It's better by car, so walk

John Davies, eighty-five cold winters

The view from half-way is nobody's view

Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the rain

Someone put a grenade in the fruit bowl

I walked him home through the suburban cool

The French Exchange

It must have been too cold for him, his heart gave way

Upon the burning of our house

The sea is calm tonight

He disappeared in the dead of winter

He worked hard, made a good sound

The days dawns stinking of flowers and rain

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