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may isle

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Welcome

Welcome to 'A Frample', a confused tangle of columns, prose poems and lyrics. It's not so much a blog as an online folder, lying somewhere between a drawer and the bin.


Just another day


April 1979

Did you see the eagle? Did you see it? Did you watch him fly, deep into your night. Did you see him? Did he take your heart, high on the wing? Your heart and your trust, soaring free; the emblems of your trust and your ancestry.

"Jesus, Jesus," you called, and, finally,  He answered, with your eagle. No more border guards, no passport or visa, all you needed was that faith to get you past the last barrier. Jesus and diamorphine got you through.

It's just another day, with the same cars parked outside your window. Your bed lying empty, and open, being aired. Where are you?  There's more than this polythene bag and your half empty box of tissues. Where are you today?

You only went back on your word that once, and you never wanted to, but Jesus carries more weight than either of us did, and at least you knew I'd be there. It's maybe just another day, but it has broken in a very different world.

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