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Lost Geese

Posted in Poetry, Spring, winter, writing with tags , on April 13, 2015 by Graeme Cooper

The screech of lost geese
Swallowed by the fog is
The only sound not stifled
In the thickening sickly night.

Softened streetlights serve only
To blur silhouettes of trees still bare,
The air shivers slightly in the drifting mist.

A black cat stalks, unintentionally blending
Into pavement almost as dark,
Senses sharpened by the screech
Of lost geese.



Posted in Poetry, Spring, writing with tags , , , on April 13, 2015 by Graeme Cooper

On evenings such as these
Darkness does not descend
But grows from the ground damply
Suffocating the last sunlight
In its soporific grip until
Day crumples like a clorophormed ballerina
Into the forgetful haze of premature sleep.


Posted in Education, Poetry, School, Spring, writing with tags , , , on December 28, 2014 by Graeme Cooper

Seagulls’ wheeling distant cry, though unseen, says
The sea may be just beyond assembly hall wall’s end
But proximity is meaningless when access is proscribed
By circumstances with which seagulls have no need to contend.

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