![]() Breakfast VenuesA Poem by Chris Shaw![]() (playing with words)![]()
river fishers sleep
grebes, in early morning sun heads nestled on their breasts they float on mirror glass unconcerned i do not begrudge them their dreams, they need them for when they wake breakfast is in a dive below surface
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12 Reviews Added on July 24, 2018 Last Updated on July 24, 2018 Author![]() Chris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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