Tag Archives: Evening

Manley Road, 4:17pm

Posted on February 12, 2016 by Sketchword

Warbles a bird In the soft Chiarore Children’s silvery Trills drip Slowly away And silence Expands into Substance Under a sky That all Embraces

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Thursday evening – Take Two

Posted on March 12, 2015 by Sketchword

Two friends Sitting at A scruffy table Of a dusty bar Listening In silence At the arabesques Of a jazz band Old draft here.

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The day is almost over at the Oak St Cafe Bar

Posted on November 24, 2014 by Sketchword

The day is almost over At the Oak St Cafe Bar A piano sings of loss Of tears and betrayed hope Why is pain So beautifully real? I’d like to stop a moment In the yellow sleepy light The cloudy … Continue reading →

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