Category: Poetry

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After Hours

At sixes and sevens,
At eight and at nine…
See you close to midnight.
Quick fixes and heaven,
It’s late, we don’t mind.
We’re lonely, so we go for a ride.

When night starts to creep,
It’s the hour to haunt.
The living’s asleep,
They don’t know of our jaunts.
We meet under streetlights
By roads like a tomb
And practise our secret knocks
For secret rooms.

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Look VS. See

Example of LOOK:
(A Homemade Birthday Cake)

A birthday cake with sunshine yellow, red and orange batter.
Round with snow-white frosting, decorated with little stars.
Prep and baking time the same – both took half an hour.
Mother placed it on a platter.
Happy Birthday, Mark.

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