Irene C S ClarkHogg

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81. Holocaust 2/9/2008
82. Sonnet Cakes 6/30/2008

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Iron pipes that pierce the skyline.
Concrete, white against the blue.
Office blocks, now cold and empty,
No sun-streaked glass to mar the view.

Empty eyes that gaze unseeing
On a vista stark and bare.
No dogs to foul the empty pavements.
No birdsong on the morning air.

In an alley filled with rubble,
A rust encrusted laundry van,
Filled with shrouds, no longer needed
By the creatures they called man.

But hope is born, for time must pass.
In reformed tarmac, a blade of grass.

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Rainbow Man

The rainbow is a type of prism,
Or so all the scientists say,
A splitting of light in raindrops
After the storm we had today.

If I sprinkle you with water,
From within this silver bowl
Then ask the sun to shine again
Will I see your soul?

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