Changeling

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From my poetry blog

Coronets For Ghosts

Changeling


time creates; time destroys
witness the growth of men
from boys

a belligerent sun 
warps 
continents of clouds

a plane, a boat
and a
hike

will get him
there

shaking his hair
along liminal 
coastlines

harvesting mannerisms, 
lives, 
throwaway lines

in a fisherman's hut
a changeling
writes







©AndrewJamesMurray

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  3. I’d wrote a poem called Writer In A Coffee Shop, and this I wrote as a second part to it. Seeking out a different type of place where the writer would seek to write. I’m not sure about the closing lines though. What do you think?

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