spirits are screaming

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the barriers were open to the river flood

an artery bursting with too much blood,



















lost in spate and chaotic rush -

past trees and pubs and the evening crush,

puzzled looks from passersby -


but no-one wonders how planets cry.





Seas curve around the shifting coast

as paupers moan and the gentry boast


of progress and paintings

and the things we love best -





the sunlight breaking over a distant crest

the gentle curve of your lover’s breast -
















it could all come to nothing in one beat of your heart,


in one choice at the crossroads where two worlds part -
















spirits are screaming

leaders are dreaming





waters are teeming.

























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