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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.

But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.

Tuesday, 9 August 2016

Leaving Lewes

There's little to be said
As the white Cliffe turns red
And the sun sets over the hill.
That glowing face of chalk
Over which we have walked
A hundred times and more still.
The calm of evening falls
On those proud Sussex walls
And the waves push back the Ouse.
The curtained castle stands
Sentinel o'er these lands
Every twitten, lane and mews.
It kept us in its care
But our path leads somewhere
There is a fortune to find.
We turn our heads away,
The close of our last day,
Leaving our Lewes behind.
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