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- the end?
- where are my nuts?
- ...and then there was one...
- that sinking feeling
- what are you looking at?
- staging
- white on lavender
- corner
- kama sutra
- cluster
- on the edge
- good morning sunshine
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- tinge of pink
- summer in the city
- shining
- odd couple
- just a wall
- airborne
- ready, set...
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- no trespassing
- neighbours
- undulation
- rust
- limestone
- chance encounter
- alien
- nose tree
- delicate
- cabbage butterfly on (no, not cabbage) flower
- stinging in the sun
- I know...
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3 comments:
The Lamplighter
My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky.
It’s time to take the window to see Leerie going by;
For every night at teatime and before you take your seat,
With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up the street
Now Tom would be a driver and Maria go to sea,
And my papa’s a banker and as rich as he can be;
But I, when I am stronger and can choose what I’m to do,
O Leerie, I’ll go round at night and light the lamps with you
For we are very lucky, with a lamp before the door,
And Leerie stops to light it as he lights so many more;
And oh! before you hurry by with ladder and with light;
O Leerie, see a little child and nod to him tonight
I'm intrigued to know if the tree is
growing out of the wall or has the wall been built round the tree.
nice picture
thanks for sharing
that RLS sure had a way with words.
thank you for the poem, anonybard
fotoface: it's the tree growing out of the wall and not vice versa
it looks like a relatively young birch and i wonder why they let it grow (but it's effective, no?)
thank you
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