By far too quiet
Emotions raw and painful
Empty bed: anguish
Category: Poetry
When I hear Iz Sing
Every time
I hear Iz sing
“Over The Rainbow”
I’m filled
With delight
And quiet
Sadness
Kindness spoken
Perhaps
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Pink Floyd against the Cresent moon
Youthful Memories
I look north
At familiar trees
Memories of youthful sorrows
This Morning
A plane overhead
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