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The seagull

A seagull cries above

I look up to see it soaring

its stark outline against the blue sky

seems out of place above terraced streets

singing songs of the sea

it takes me home,

to where...

I'm on the strand line

eyes half closed against the glare

cast by the sun's rays on the incoming surf

echoes of the shifting shore reverberate through me

I am the waves, I am the se...

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The Kiss

~~You left and the memory lingered
I swooned behind the front door
Unable to stand so I sat
Remembering the kiss from before

In the fruit aisle at Tesco I stumbled
Unable to recall what I went for
Whilst admiring red berries and fruits
Remembering the kiss from before

I wondered if shoppers would notice
My feet were not touching the floor
But hovered two inches above
Remembering the...

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