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written by: Robin McNamara



Here comes the rain
with evening darkness
in creeps the night
with a malevolent eye.

How long will remain
of day’s brightness
before the crow’s flight
in clouds, oh I die

And fall to ground
like stones of hail,
apricity of the Sun
so fleeting, ah yes.

Distressed sounds
of wings, oh so frail
lies become undone,
Ah now, I will regress.

Robin McNamara

Robin McNamara

Living in Waterford City, formerly lived in Copenhagen. Former journalist with Insight Magazine, Dublin. Likes dogs, football, coffee. Enjoys observing and watching nature change for inspiration in writing.
Robin McNamara

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