it's so quiet
our eloquent words dying on a diet
of midnight toast
with Orwell's ghost
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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —I took the one less travelled by, And that has made all the difference. –Robert Frost
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So much said with so few words..I like it! xx
ReplyDeleteThankye Paula. This is the opening 4 lines of a poem I just finished tonight..Will post the full version as soon as I decipher my handwriting..hahaha! xx
ReplyDeleteLook forward to the rest of this- :-)
ReplyDeleteThankye Cindy. I will be posting the full poem later today. With the political climate changing here in Olde England I have been starting to feel like Winston Smith in 1984 as the new Ministry Of Truth re-writes history in patronising sound bites!
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