Unpicks Poems - Poems about Unpicks

... A cold wind. Whatever was here has fled inside or has curled up in a corner somewhere out of sight and gone to sleep. Footpaths are tiled in the wet, skeletal remains of leaves and tree tru......

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...Second sight in some infants, short tenure belies Unbiased newness unpicks societal manufacture To passers by, lurking spiritual assets recognisable Pervading expression classifies their clairvoya......

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...sycamore swaying- rooks nesting high midst the bursting buds- stick by stick each gust unpicks a patient labour of love......

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