( 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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