This Month Poem by Ian Keenan

This Month

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In this month of flighty
Fluttering swallows above
Houses,
Of lugubrious jets
Settling in the skies
Above.

In this July
of my birthday,

Clouds roar and
Roads buzz,
Gears change and
Speed away,

Rowan trees grow in parts,
And ash dirties
My. window;
Tunes plague my ears,
And my light has been
Taken
By the dusk.

Monday, December 7, 2015
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Bill Wright 16 October 2016

My birthday is in October, maybe I should write one about the images conjured up by that month. Thanks for the idea!

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