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Head notes Of loam fringed apple trees, of near-but- nether fuchsia roots A timeless travel of ridge top tiles. Steepled spins of weathervanes, A sobriquet of pre- dawn rainfall. Heart notes Of hornbeam, of coriander deer path. Memories of bonfire- hope in ragwort sprays of yearning. A hint of feelings half remembered. Of longbows hewn from churchyard yews. Of rope swings and of scaffold Base notes Of river mist. Poseidon wreaths of furnace ash, allied to a merlot tint of afterglow release. Endings are, valerian, patchouli heads of linen musk. A lasting peace of closing lawns that wait approaching snow.
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 3:08 AM UTC
Bottled Blackbird song
Head notes Of loam fringed apple trees, of near-but- nether fuchsia roots A timeless travel of ridge top tiles. Steepled spins of weathervanes, A sobriquet of pre- dawn rainfall. Heart notes Of hornbeam, of coriander deer path. Memories of bonfire- hope in ragwort sprays of yearning. A hint of feelings half remembered. Of longbows hewn from churchyard yews. Of rope swings and of scaffold Base notes Of river mist. Poseidon wreaths of furnace ash, allied to a merlot tint of afterglow release. Endings are, valerian, patchouli heads of linen musk. A lasting peace of closing lawns that wait approaching snow.
alistair-william-bullen
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 3:08 AM UTC
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