A Tanka As The Bells A-Peel
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Tag: Poetry
Brunel’s Butt’ry Sanwidge Shoppe
Relatively cold, this breezesome morning – bracing.
Subject To No-One, Mr. Windsor
We’re citizens alike, subject to rule of cracked ‘n flawed democracy!
A Sonnet Here At Robin Hood’s Bay
Sunhat ‘n crabbing bucket – rock-pool girl! She watches where her sandaled-feet stone-stand.
Bamburgh Castle Viewing
Cuthbert’s hermitage surrounded: seals slipslide ‘n slumber strandside.
william altoft 