Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Clifton Hill

Whispered from the
Deepest corner
Past a willow tree

"Let it go, but write it out and do sit here with me."

She is

Ann Yearsley

"The Bristol Poetess"

She is

Gently tapping my hand,
My phantom friend.

Before she died, she says
She went around the bend.

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