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October 2020 Collage Poem – Blue Guitar
Scribbles for reality spill out of her baggage
We’re heading for the rocks, sirens the Lighthouse -
Flashing black and white
Trump woke at the top of Mumbles Lighthouse to hear
Alan Minter - I've been waiting for you....
Plug me in you know you want to
Carrying our dreams across oceans telling each other so
The music was broken that day, in Morecambe,
As the pianist lay in her death bed...
Monday 12th October 2020 9:35 pm
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