Jeremy Wyatt
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The Skies Are MineA Poem by Jeremy WyattBuild your nests of red bricks and stoneDig your holes and bend the world to your willThe wind carries the scent of your folly to meI may choose to dw.. |
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Eluned CyfeiliogA Poem by Jeremy WyattI am Miss Eluned Cyfeiliog the Warmlonely in my lifemy blue eyes look for distant mountainswhere no choirs or trumpets soundIn Llwnypia I am oppressed.. |
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Towton TallA Poem by Jeremy WyattThe night and Dawn on the day of the battle |
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No Sunshine When You're Real GoneA Poem by Jeremy WyattAye that's what I'd say Eclipses are good for sunstroke "Do you write left aligned?" Me.....a damn socialist? And here I am again Crawling back t.. |
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Gap in the CloudsA Poem by Jeremy WyattI know the tiresome emptiness off lossWhispered prayers wind around metight as a linen sheetI would rather hear the gale raging through the oakthan he.. |
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What Flies To GreyA Poem by Jeremy WyattMy joy is worn thin as are my fine clothesI still recall their colourlike the scent of sweet daysA dove might fly to a white housebut what flies to gr.. |
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yesterday the sun shoneA Poem by Jeremy WyattYesterday the sun shoneI saw shadows on my wallThey opened the blinds for a little whileand took away my shawlThe window was opened just a crackto let.. |
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Crow's WisdomA Poem by Jeremy WyattThe sun and moon rise together The morning's herald crows and claps his wings He would have you know that goats climb cliffs of rock and promontori.. |
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ImpressionsA Poem by Jeremy Wyattsea-smoothed relicof an ancient summer's daytwo children ran togetherwhile you walked side by sidewatching as they playedamongst birch and marshtwo mo.. |
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Beggars WellA Poem by Jeremy WyattThere is damp in the earth of Beggars Wellcool soil marks your passingsmiling oaks ease their feetfences are folly where butterflies glide |
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