Paul Francis Poems

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1.
For Jim

i read old writings
on a strangers bed
too afraid to take
a better man's chair
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2.
To Hell Or Barbados

Wither goest thou, Jim?
Wither goest thou in the pale September light?
Leaves burnished by the Indian sun
Fall in time with your flagstoned steps.
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3.
Aberystwyth

He was on the pier
When he disappeared
Like a snowball against
A chain link fence.
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