Copper and Diamond

On the railway-edge of

The borders of town,

 January’s watchman lowers

Industrial warehouse evening shutters

On a wet gone-along day.

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Darker Than of Late

Equinox-near morning

Is darker than those of late.

The tack-carry walk passes

In glorious, spiritual-dawn silence.

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Owl and Moon Hours.

Mother of  Paradise-pearl hued;

High, sunset-licked ribbons:

Evening honey-ribbed clouds

Are pushed ever on by wind’s caprice.

Before clear dawn

We first-time lovers;

Permissions given,

Will fill the owl and moon hours

With gentle pain, and sweet release.

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Image: www.josephinewall.co.uk

24/7/2013