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breathing in the dusk
breathing in the dusk
bonfire permeates failing light
on this humid August night
midges cloud the air in flight
amassing as they dance and bite
the ghostly moon yet to rise
haunts the pale indigo skies
a rook upon a wire cries
failing breath as summer dies
heavy mist on stubbled corn
scarecrow’s jacket ripped and torn
path to orchard frayed and worn
twilight bleeds across the law...
Wednesday 19th March 2014 6:57 pm
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