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‘A SONG WAS SUNG’ By Seth Finnegan
- 12th March 2025
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With every rung, a song was sung In climbing up to Reuben To overcome my fear My dread of heights But lights of warmth Were waiting there Clouds cupped in gold A sun so born of colour corn The sky a radius of blue And earth banks …
‘The Piper Thinks’ By Seth Finnegan
- 14th January 2025
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The moon like a pellet, floats the winter azure, as A queen to this feral, vagrant earth. Pipe smoke plumes and mingles into air, The thin, sharp frosted air which separates the Birds. Only to loneliness do we find ourselves, our thoughts. The man …
‘Idle Is Bliss, Only Thinking’ – By Seth Finnegan
- 13th December 2024
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Rich smoke for the merciful minute Down to the last dark flakes Something awakes to the senses A feeling which numbness forsakes Then I'm free as a lark or a linnet Or cats which think nothing of fences Idle is bliss, only thinking For the …