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Edinburgh

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The Tour Guide

composed @ 2330 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003 Pulling her cloak about her, A face, innocence itself She draws us in by torchlight (shone upwards across her smiling face) And imparts her stories of royalty and city folk; Of bloodshed…

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The Tour Guide

composed @ 2330 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003 Pulling her cloak about her, A face, innocence itself She draws us in by torchlight (shone upwards across her smiling face) And imparts her stories of royalty and city folk; Of bloodshed…

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Poem on Edinburgh

composed @ 2130 hours, Friday 5 December 2003 Edinburgh. Cobbles and railings. Castles and palaces. Bars and good conversation Life in a whisky glass— with a view over the Forth. Home, that is made— by the new friendships of convivial…

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Poem on Edinburgh

composed @ 2130 hours, Friday 5 December 2003 Edinburgh. Cobbles and railings. Castles and palaces. Bars and good conversation Life in a whisky glass— with a view over the Forth. Home, that is made— by the new friendships of convivial…

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Underground

composed @ 2210 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003 Vaulted ceilings And darkened corners, The faces of the past hide within. The screeching of rats; the gnawing of their teeth; the feel of them across your feet The pressing of cold,…

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Underground

composed @ 2210 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003 Vaulted ceilings And darkened corners, The faces of the past hide within. The screeching of rats; the gnawing of their teeth; the feel of them across your feet The pressing of cold,…

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Paths Behind the Tenement

composed @ 1945 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003 Every close is named Every gloom filled passage links one world To another. Filled with secrets Filled with lives untold The lamp that flickers beneath the external stair. A world visible, and…

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Paths Behind the Tenement

composed @ 1945 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003 Every close is named Every gloom filled passage links one world To another. Filled with secrets Filled with lives untold The lamp that flickers beneath the external stair. A world visible, and…

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Excursions in Edinburgh

And so it was an early start on Friday morning, but the taxi found me okay, despite asking my neighbour in no.23 where 21 was, and them not knowing… doh?!!! Delay on the tarmac at Heathrow due to a missing…

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Excursions in Edinburgh

And so it was an early start on Friday morning, but the taxi found me okay, despite asking my neighbour in no.23 where 21 was, and them not knowing… doh?!!! Delay on the tarmac at Heathrow due to a missing…

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