• Martin Wardley

These notes

These notes



Kissing my ears

Caressing my eyes

Soothing the soul

And calming the storm

Sedating my limbs

Injecting a warmth

Half drenched in the present

Half cradling the past

This sequenced progression

This wonderfully constructed craft


In the dream

Of profit

Gifted by an intoxicating infusion

Clarity reigns

Over muffled confusion


A crotchet, a minim, a quaver

Simple life savers

These bars spew forth

A freedom so clear

So clean

So perfectly assured

So utterly pure

Audible parcels of hope

Are these blissfully beautiful notes

24th Feb 2021

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