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CURFEW 18

DAY 18 – Aug 20 we are singing little ditties silencing our inner critics hunkered in our bunkers we are singing at odd angles from our kitchens lit by candles in the laundry in the bedroom in the garage in our sandals we are playing instruments we barely know and some we do shooby dooby doo we are singing unaccompanied we are singing without harmonies raw and unrehearsed warts and all the chorus and the verse we are singing to the universe songs we love tunes that strike a chord before, we’d ask permission bring in experts charge admission now we hit the stage with hair askew unmade up, unafraid singing directly from our hearts to you down the lens to treasured friends because we must because it’s what we do even though the gigs are gone we feel this yearning to burst into song and not just on our own we are singing on our phone hoping we are not alone.


See also poems read out loud at https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9uLwxslE_VQ-fu-Dw6gdIA/playlists

My book of poems, A Day At A Time In Rhyme (Littlefox Press) can be found here: https://www.amazon.com.au/Day-At-Time-Rhyme/dp/0648083861/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=A+Day+At+A+Time+In+Rhyme+Jane+Clifton&qid=1572053238&sr=8-1

or on the SHOP page of this very website.


 
 
 

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