Unscreened Poems - Poems about Unscreened

...I am curious about when and how you find joy, or at least achieve brief contentment during your day, enduring your night, endearing your days between nights. And, yes, also curious about w......

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...OLD TOWN PAST Gone: the Market where cows sheep and pigs brought telling perceptions The images, noises and smells of the farms to the town The tweeded farmers with leathery limbs and faces And......

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...Four hang ups, no messages left. Bereft of those moments near the phone, a lonely heart could only hope it was you who called while I was required to be away. A pay phone call would disguise my I......

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...VIEW FROM THE BRIDGE From the bridge, track the ghosts of line, goods yard, Old Town Station Where we lingered and noted the numbers of each passing train Web of steel and of steam entwined vil......

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...OLD TOWN ELEGY The bridge still spans the road - with what design? The rail that once crossed Ridgeway and vale to the sea Erased and gone, with scarce residual sign And barely more trace tha......

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