Wednesday, 21 November 2018

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There is no room

For melancholia here

No nesting corners

Bearing sad predictions

There is space only

For the bounteous celebration

Of sanguine prophecies

And the buoyant skip

From one precious day

To another




Poem only © Copyright Lynn Gerrard

2 comments:

  1. From one whose skip is less than buoyant these days, but still glad to stagger from one precious day to the next...

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