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Monday 30 July 2018
Thursday 26 July 2018
dreams and nightmares - no. 115
the drowning
we dodged the heat
between
trees and weeds
and
spuming fungus
bound aloft in poison ivy
the swamp
breathed dark water
curdled with leaves
while a frog padded
impassively
among the lace-filigree
water-lilies
to find its resting place
drowning here in summer's garden
dreams and nightmares - no. 113
the cornfield dawn
the air burnt hot rows of corn
bleeding through the crevasse
there was no rain
no air
no sound
the cloud hung still
a humid brooding mass
bruised
and purple streaked
to the ground
in which tiny scurrying insects
danced
among the weeds
and
scorched grass
this was the cornfield dawn
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