Blackbird Songstress of the twilight that follows your flight. I am lost in your song; on the dark of your wing. Awash and away from pale, new beginnings. You lead in your dance of shadow and light, in the time-between-time you call into being. We straddle the threshold of worlds, you and I. Foreseeing each birth and all endings.©AJM
What a gem, Andy! I hope you have a poetry collection in mind for your poems.
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I do have a small collection I put together in 2009, of poems dating back to my teenage years. It is called One Man’s Meat.
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Did you publish it?
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Yes it’s on Amazon. I had loads and loads going back years, and they began to hang around my neck a little. Thought I would never do anything else until I did something with these, so I whittled them down to seventy odd pages worth, then drew a line beneath them all and moved on.
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You are just great.
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Why thank you! Best wishes to you from UK.
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