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    Falling Houses On A Tightrope Journey
    Falling Houses On A Tightrope Journey
    Falling Houses On A Tightrope Journey
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    Falling Houses On A Tightrope Journey

    By David Francis Jeffery

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    All new poems written in 2014, although a couple were written late 2013. Various themes, sizes, rhymes and language; though nothing foreign this time. As mentioned, a couple were written November to December 2013, though the vast majority were written from February to October 2014.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDavid Francis Jeffery
    Release dateOct 20, 2014
    ISBN9781311970831
    Falling Houses On A Tightrope Journey
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    David Francis Jeffery

    David Francis Jeffery is a writer living in Australia with his wife and daughter. He has a had a few things published here and there and has self-published two chapbooks and a literary magazine in the early '00's. He writes everyday but not everyday does he write something worthwhile.

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      Book preview

      Falling Houses On A Tightrope Journey - David Francis Jeffery

      Adagio for strings

      Last night

      I dreamed the clouds spoke French

      Last night I dreamed

      The world flew on with no recompense

      Last night

      I dreamed the light fantastic filled the air

      Last night I dreamed

      A million cups let loose on all despair

      Last night

      I dreamed a sonic blister caused no pain

      Last night I dreamed

      A coloured scar flicked over yet again

      Last night

      I dreamed the never wrong was never wrong

      Last night I saw

      A window closed, a sky in song

      Last night

      I dreamed a fashion victim’s world avenged

      Last night I dreamed

      An open sewer smelled of peppermint

      Last night

      I dreamed a sudden visit came to pass

      Last night I dreamed

      A roadside vestibule made of glass

      Last night

      I dreamed it all begin to make some sense

      Last night I dreamed

      A switchblade knife and someone’s voice intense

      Last night

      I dreamed a landscape covered in dead flowers

      Last night I saw

      I’d been awake the past ten hours

      Scrabble in the evening

      Say hooray, hooray

      Watch this

      She walks past

      In her underwear

      And I die a little

      Each time

      Emaciated by her beauty

      Emasculated by her body

      Wanting

      Hoping

      For just a look

      Just a touch

      But knowing it’s no longer

      There

      Feeling I’m no longer

      There

      Say hooray, hooray

      Watch this

      The man in the mirror

      No more a man

      Than a pilgrim

      Whose journey now lies

      In ruins

      But not giving up

      Not entirely

      But not hoping

      Too truly

      The curse of friendship

      In the midst of relationship

      The 50-50 split

      The parting of ways

      Say hooray, hooray

      And watch this

      As slow death creeps over

      The salt mines of

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