Mute, accusingly
Mute, accusingly,
and blackening in the rain,
the tree stumps stare back.
and blackening in the rain,
the tree stumps stare back.
posted by Pete Green at
21:23
16 October 2007
About Me
- Name: Pete Green
- Location: Sheffield, United Kingdom
Poet, musician and snowflake. Sporadically sparkly. Rising slowly. Pedestrian. Grimbarian. Edgelander. King of the impossible. Big girl's blouse.
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