Bryan Sefton
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Doers and DreamersA Poem by Bryan SeftonI was a dreamer. |
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The Hidden Guru.A Poem by Bryan SeftonI sat looking across the road at an old man, who sat looking across the road at an old man. I wrote this story around him. I wonder what he wrote abou.. |
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The Silver Framed Photo.A Poem by Bryan SeftonShe, he, and the photo and story are true. The story I dressed but I hope it turned out to be true. |
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The Rictus Man.A Poem by Bryan SeftonI was drawn to a line I read about the rictus smile of a dead person. I thought "i know him!" |
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A Childs Imagination.A Poem by Bryan SeftonAre all children's friends imaginary? |
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Platonic.A Poem by Bryan SeftonYou sit across You smile a lot Your skin is soft But it is not For touching Your eyes are warm Inviting? Sure But telling me They're only fo.. |
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Broken Butterfly.A Poem by Bryan SeftonOn the pavement amid the litter Soon to be swept into the past The colour red amid the dark and grey A little piece of colour frittered Nondescr.. |
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Fear Does this.A Poem by Bryan SeftonWritten when the Taliban took over Afghanistan. Dreading what might happen. |
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Nightlife.A Poem by Bryan SeftonA children's poem. |
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Goyathlay and The Boy Reader.A Poem by Bryan SeftonA poem about Geronimo. |
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