Ink Spot

by admin on June 20th, 2019

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WinterDark blue clouds rolling
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Wind howling

Leaves rustling

Trees hugging boughs close

As winter bullies

The last gold crisp thread of carpet

To the ground.

Total colour

Rainbow from the sky

Falls to earth

Red, brown, gold and yellow

Playground.

Clouds clap

Rains fall

Chill sets

Blue clouds rolling

Wind howling

Trees lie brave and bare

A soft white carpet

Falls from the sky

Silence

Soft soft silence.

Winter’s rest.

by Diane Simmonds

Bag Lady 2She sits on Manly’s promenade

And whistles while she works

Sewing, sewing,

Busy, busy,

Seams across her skirt.

Waves crash on the sands

The wind ships her feeble dirge

To blend with the seagulls

Fighting for off cast chips

And crumbs of bread.

She sits and whistles

SewingAnd drags her skirt around

Her ragged frame

To sew another seam

A seagull pecks

At a knob of mouldy bread

Protruding from her perished bag,

Squawking, fighting, bickering.

“Shoo” she says:

The lyrics of her song.

by Diane Simmonds

The Mudgee Valley Writers were founded in 1986. The group welcomes new members, whether experienced writers or not. They meet at Club Mudgee, First Floor, Room 2. Second Tuesday each month at 12pm-3pm. [email protected]南京夜网

Express yourself: The Mudgee Valley Writers were founded in 1986. They present Ink Spot fortnightly.

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