Vanessa Whiteley
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Colours of the NorthA Poem by Vanessa WhiteleyImages repeat through my mind like songs sung in old, dark beamed bars where toucans deck cream coloured stones. Here are lakes; misted mounta.. |
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Painting CloudsA Poem by Vanessa WhiteleyBetween cloud bursts builders give my flat a face lift; scars filled in, that wall greyed with smog and dry rot is r.. |
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SplinterA Poem by Vanessa WhiteleyWalking past her old school she pauses to catch her breath and notices a little girl sitting on a large wooden box in the deepest corner of .. |
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Garrison\'s GorillasA Poem by Vanessa WhiteleyIn those days Mods and Rockers were faded newspaper headlines 21st century teenage knife crime was unimaginable decades ahead. Native.. |
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Charred HeartsA Poem by Vanessa WhiteleyMaybe black-hearted boys in love with death won't blow themselves and us to smithereen.. |
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Ocean DanceA Poem by Vanessa WhiteleyIn the midst of coral ballrooms, small fish line dance in flawless synchronisation as crabs dance the tango in nippy sidestep, dramatic as V.. |
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On Mother\\\'s DayA Poem by Vanessa WhiteleyMy daughter shows her love for me with breakfast in bed and a gift, a Zuni, fetish necklace. My necklace consists of threaded beads and sma.. |
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Raven Haired MedeaA Poem by Vanessa WhiteleyAnthony Frederick Sandy's Medea by 1868 |
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Blossom of AprilA Poem by Vanessa WhiteleySpringtime: nature stirs, yawning, rubs away the dust of winter sleep. April Showers sprinkle seedlings that stretch upbreakingclay .. |
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Isabella and the Pot of BasilA Poem by Vanessa Whiteley(after the painting by Holman Hunt - 1867) |
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