With the heat of the sun,
As it fiercely beats down,
There's no shade to be won,
In this old Shanty Town.
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A factory of Wwellcoordinated imagery makes this ghost town of sorts spring alive in masterful grandueur.....as always, & for what else should i expect... superior work, Ernestine! '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK/FJR
Dear Ernestine This has a rythmic flow to it, all touched by an air of loneliness, you have such a fine art about you Love duncan X
Ernestine, very balladic. This would work well placed to music. A well portrayed environment. Grand.
Great poem Ernestine, loved the rhyme and structure and beautiful imagery too. Love, Andrew xx