Drinking Moonlight ...

I'll have a Moonlight I said - 

Jay's trilby brushed the ceiling - 

Soon there would be music in the room with the driftwood chair - 

We sat where cider drinkers had once sat - 

I felt their bawdy ghosts brush against my arm - 

Jay handed me a heavy dizzying glass - 

Bridget remembered an evening in Deia - 

A boy had played a violin above a warm tideless sea - 

21.00

Saturday 30 October 2016

The Square and Compass

Worth Matravers

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