eddie frelford

Rookie (17/04/1986 / pontypridd)

In Green Melted Yellows

it was in green melted yellows
amid branches of rhyme,
hidden leaves of moisture
at the dryest of times
where i first let unspoken lips,
speak for the mind.
in green melted yellows
betwixt with bananas and thyme
and old dying man sighed

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