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Tony Frobisher

Lost. By Sea.

Lost. By Sea. The beaches are deserted. Autumn spikes the air with The threat of frost. Fog gathers and the Waves spill, listless, yet...

Tony Frobisher

Storm Concerts at the Bandstand

Storm Concerts at the Bandstand Storm Concerto along A deserted seafront. Lashed by winter waves Which crash high tide Against the...

Tony Frobisher

Seasonality

For Now I Am Winter Spindrift thoughts. Winter seeps through windows As drafts hiss with the winds, Swirling cold memories. The bones are...

Tony Frobisher

Followed by Moonlight

A path where The moon rose In hues of soft-silk, Silvered grey-tones Against the night-dark. A black-patina canal And the moonwake...

Tony Frobisher

Breathing in the Winter Morning

Breathing in the Winter Morning The morning Is soft breath And lungs full Of night, dark Respirations, rhythm Pulsing dreams that Float...

Tony Frobisher

A Long Walk on a Winter Morning

I walk in dawn dark And the canal creaks An icy yawn. A light sparks like A two wheeled firefly as An early bike flashes past. More...

Tony Frobisher

Where The Seeds Fell

Where The Seeds Fell Where the seeds fell, They patiently lay. Come happy days, Come spring again. Where the men fell, They patiently...

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