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Laura P
Poems
Apr 2020
Medway Blues
The chimneys sighed;
A silent suicide
Nearby cemetery - familiar
To villagers
Enslaved to the wage
Engraved to the plague
Green, green grass of home
Rolling Downs goes on and on
Behind the place, I call home.
Home knows nothing
Rotting 4th July bunting
Is so grostesque
A papermill not that picturesque
Distant ships
Dockyard mist
Churchyard steeples
Choir of the working people
Amongst tenements, needles
Clocking their hours
Drinking their giro
A class of our own
A class we were born
For a future by the clocktower.
#rivermedway
#medway
#kent
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Laura P
33/Genderqueer/London
(33/Genderqueer/London)
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