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Alteham Buried Treasure Great Court King John's Walk The Tarn Dhillons M.P.S. Water Trough Eltham Churchyard Two Into One With a Smile St. Barnabas Seven Years Old Ernest Vengance Weapon No. 1 Ridgebrook Terrace Ancient History My My Greenwich Park Row Cutty Sark ThamesBarrier |
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I woke up in the dark and snow And called out, "Mum, where are you?" The house was empty, freezing cold, Open door, Foot prints the clue. A street of houses, Yawning portals, The dead of night, A dearth of mortals. The sky a flickering orange Casting moving blanks of light, Drawing, searching, hopefull, wide eyes, To pointing huddle in nightwear bright. In the gap between the roof tops Sparks rise up in fountains, Flames devour the dry oak beams, Leave the walls as jagged mountains. And later, in the watery sunrise, When snow becomes sacred soot, Mourners, meandering, stare in anguish, With blackened glass underfoot. 2.3.44 |