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Tag: winter

17 Syllables #7

Another year, another winter train with a box of black pencils.

Posted on 19 August, 200919 August, 2009Categories PoetryTags american, american sentences, crowded trains, my work, readwritepoem, winterLeave a comment on 17 Syllables #7

17 Syllables #3

Mad at itself, brooding Winter walks about in circles, muttering.

Posted on 6 August, 20096 August, 2009Categories PoetryTags my work, readwritepoem, winterLeave a comment on 17 Syllables #3

Black Pencils

Winter rush hour train:
A box of black pencils
reading this poem.

Reading: “Cultural Amnesia” – Clive James
Listening: “Change” – Tears For Fears

Posted on 3 October, 200819 January, 2009Categories Poetry, TopicTags black, haiku, my work, pencils, public transport, rooku, winterLeave a comment on Black Pencils
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