I sem to be working in series of poems at the moment. The biggest is a nine
line each 99 poem series of which this is no69. It's a wonderful discipline
to try. Tell me what you think. It was writen two days after St Valentine's
day so has that resonance within it.
I am not reflective on flowers -
petalwise the wind
would blow them all away today
as it swirls the river water
on a tide change -
you have still not visited
this cold welcoming place
where hell is a warm land
reached by good intentions
bw
James
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