Birched Poems - Poems about Birched

..."Niagra and the wise." fresh waters of life relief self impurities to a fateful fall "Do you hear what I hear?" rawhide winds of war birched last's stand amidst ......

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...Each night, while you lay breathing quietly, I wander like a wraith through empty rooms A phantom in both life and memory, the ghost a long abandoned oath exhumes I hover like a spirit over you......

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... a day we went round in cycles until our senses cracked open our eyes into the vangogh greens birched our ears smacked by seabirds gulls gobbing off perchpolluted in our nostrils the toxi......

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