Joe Littlewood
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Red sky at nightA Poem by Joe LittlewoodOn the eve you were born the sky was red raw The sun a blood orange infringing the fields Sleep was just a dream so I walked for hours T.. |
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The Tragedy of SpringA Poem by Joe LittlewoodThis is hopefully self-explanatory. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental |
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A Chill in the AirA Poem by Joe LittlewoodA poem inspired by a visit I made several years ago to the First World War cemeteries in France. It was so sad and moving to see so many graves. Many.. |
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