Garry Rowlands
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The house stands open
to the weather.
Walls cracked;
roof collapsing
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I saw a songbird in the sky
I looked away,
when I looked back
A hawk had it.
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"This algebra " he moaned at me
What's it for.? And why?
It makes no sense I just can't see,
my head's all out of joint
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Gilwilly industrial estate.
That's the one I'd be,
If i was one.
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A mistress of her space
She moves,
with the airy grace
of a dancer.
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Born and raised in urban lancashire. After trying several careers i eventually settled on teaching. (Great holidays.) Believed by many of my students to be a serial killer in training. (not true I. Hasten to add.) Now live, work and raise my own children in rural Cumbria.)
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The Airman
His shapeless mass of flesh and bone
Stains with blood the ancient stone.
From a nearby tower, tall and strong,
He thought he'd fly, but he was wrong
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