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nimrod

 

Nimrod coasts across the bay

heavy as a swan.

I sit on the ruined harbour wall

reporting back.

Lifeboat Day - St Agnes.

 

I drew a picture - a cartoon -

me on a rock

a huge plane flying by

sent it to you.

 

Clearing your home

I come across them all -

cards, drawings, letters.

The doings of the hens, the cats.

 

Now, even Nimr...

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What I'd like to do today

 

Mum, I’d like to come and

sit in your kitchen at the formica table

drink coffee, eat chocolate biscuits

in the warm

I’ve so much to tell you

we’d laugh about everything

forget me knots in the garden

the apple tree would be in blossom

 

Dad, I’d like to visit you today

see what you’ve been up to

we’d go to your workshop

I’d sit on your paint...

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