Poem -

Millers tale

Millers tale

there's a string of pearls
off Beachy Head..
when mermaids murmour
waves are humming
they're in the mood.
they crash the shores
and breakwaters..
in shallow rumour.. 
the Norse man calls
but there's no May Day
only the blackest darkest
cold heart sea..
What became that day
shrouds in mystery..
Banned.   
the exiled sound of the era..

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pauline codd

Maybe I write too cryptic. sometimes I feel like only me understands some of the stuff that churns inside.. then we alter it and it then looks corny.. Lol.. as you know... Xx thanks Tina.. 

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