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 |  Poems and prose written between March 20th, 2009-2010 |
| Dreaming her way to the Green Bicycle Tea Shop for Michele Mulligan Two wheels churn, the drip and dribble of a Bangor dawn, splatter the mud that heralds the yawning yaps from the green of gardens. Were not for the motion she'd remain camouflaged, green tweed cap cloaked by emerald cape cycling through cool spray, mist and fog, the only sound spokes turning, as they whirl her along Victoria Lane. She counts the seconds till her tea will steep, a warm fragrant steam. While worlds and wheels turn underneath above her skies weep her Hibernian dreams. © 2009 Kåre Enga [166.12] 2009-003-28 Revised 4/14 from: Dreaming her way to the Green Bicycle Tea Shop for Michele Mulligan Two wheels churn, the drip and dribble of a Bangor dawn, splatter the mud that heralds the yawning green of gardens. If it were not for the motion she'd remain camouflaged, a green tweed cap cloaked by an emerald cape cycling through cool mist and fog, the only sound her spokes turning, as they whirl along Victoria Lane. She counts the seconds till her tea will steep, a warm fragrant steam. While worlds and wheels turn underneath above her skies weep her Hibernian dreams. © 2009 Kåre Enga [166.12] 2009-003-28 |
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