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POEM: Leaden Morning

Posted on March 15, 2019 by B Gourley

church bells peal on a rainy, leaden morning

tern squeal heard between the tolls —

rain muffled

fishing boats ride out on the rolling ocean

exact whereabouts unknown

2 thoughts on “POEM: Leaden Morning”

Betul Erbasi on March 15, 2019 at 8:17 pm said:

Deep!

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- B Gourley on March 15, 2019 at 8:23 pm said:
  
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