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Hold tight now as we glide above the night-gray slates of village rooftops.
Look into the chambers, where in creased pyjama beds,
the sleeping, wrinkle the sheets in unconscious feats of love and derring do.
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This is really a good poem, Ian. The night seems to be exposed to its extreme and the words outpour. Enjoyed the reading...10/10. Best Regards. Naseer
Ian, I love the lines that describe life deep in the night, the rythmn of your words toll out the ring of the wee small hours. In Under Milkwood they would have appreciated them too. Regards Bob
Poem means this poem! Free flowing words at the satisfaction of the heart!
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8/5/2025 11:58:50 AM # 1.0.0
How lovely. Reminds me a wee bit of Dylan Thomas's dreamers (in Under Milk Wood) . x