Francis Michael Bacon Poems

I've lain with her this year in the sand,
Again,
And pledged my life for that moment,
Warm, clear breath, deep,
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We came to stay above Loch nan Ceall,
The sand and the sea and the sky over whelmed us,
She gave us a focus, let us appreciate the tides,
Settled our interest on part of the horizon,
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Must get the chair by the radiator,
Never have to wait for long,
Here she comes,
I get her every time,
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A stag stands proud
Below the hotel byre
Ten point regalia
Attitude to match
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Oh I know you
Find me interesting
Perched so close
To where I spade
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This is not a poem, because
It doesn't rhyme
Sitting here, thinking of you
Most of the lampshade.
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