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Feb 2019
Tuesday’s sky is darker now
Somehow the sun can’t break through
Lead bellied clouds hover threateningly
And all the birds have stopped singing
I made some tea...took it outside
Willed the garden to keep growing
But the air is heavy with regret
Shouldn’t have tried so hard
Shouldn’t have done so much
Shouldn’t have believed

The trees throw shadows in the half light
Or maybe I just can’t see the sun
Or feel the rain, or the wind...numb now
I seem to have misplaced the Seasons
l have quite forgotten how to feel
And time is a wingless butterfly
Nothing seems to touch me
Nothing seems to count
Nothing reaches me

Foolish me
He never cared
Icicle
Icicle
Ice
Deidre Lockyer
Written by
Deidre Lockyer  54/F/Melbourne, Australia
(54/F/Melbourne, Australia)   
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   Ian Beckett
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