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Early Morning Allotment
larrylark

Hunger drove him from that dark corner
 1
to gaze across neat rows,
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antidote to the chaotic shed
 3
where he’s sheltered from snow.
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Early winter’s sown with ordering hands,
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absent now beneath duvet or early morning dressing gown.
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Only he communed with darkening greens,
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peering past a snow flake drifting down.
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He pulled a leaf free, chewed. Juice in his throat.
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Pulled his threadbare coat across his frame
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Grey clouds stained sullen skies, sleet turned to rain
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3 Dec 17


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