Saturday, 8 November 2008

seven melodies

the tightening flood
thanks to you
our hearts impure

accept the change
keep in the air
bounded by books

approaching the coast
as a ghost

stupendous powers
need pay no lip service
save callous and cowardly words

dust must prevail
said MacDermid
nonsensical trash!

i have exhausted
the rainbow
sweet, sour, wild it was

cease to be
the wise society
protect living material

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