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( This is a free verse version based on a poem I posted yesterday called Windsor Sleeps)
No human form casts
shadows across the stillness
as Windsor sleeps
Weeping willow silhouettes
graceful and fluid
in day time
A young girl's crowning glory
teased by breeze,
appear ghoulish by night
Blanket mist envelops
Eton's bank, falling short
of the river
Street lights shoot amber
laser rays over the water
then silence, scarred by
Unexpected chimes at 3.00a.m. as
a fleet of Canadian geese
pass
Gliding upstream
phantom like, eerie
into the remaining night.
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