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paul sheridan Jun 28
a small bird sings
in the wind in the
trees in the wind
a small bird sings
paul sheridan Jun 28
drizzle at the
bar grey
as muzzy
print

from your
morning paper
droplets of
ink
paul sheridan Jun 28
hid a poem in a tree in
the woods
but they cut it down
to just a couple of words
paul sheridan Jun 28
quite like the calm appraisal
historians bring to the past
supplying a little distance
to that which is actually vast  ..
paul sheridan Jun 27
what do I want played
at my funeral?
charades
paul sheridan Jun 27
I’d willingly take you
into my confidence
if I had any
paul sheridan Jun 26
suggested a picnic
she said good idea
I’ll make the sandwiches
I said no, let them
decide for themselves
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