London Poem: Day 312

25 June

A quiet cluck to spell
Out the danger living in clear sight.
But, where is the fun?
Where is the chance to swing,
Unexpected, into places and hearts.
Which live in the unseen places?
We want all of the things
The world can offer, and fear clouds
The fact that it’s all right there.

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