Best Poem of ian adams

the wind moans
trees are moved
a leaf falls
to the ground
defies the laws
of gravity
spinning round
and round . . .
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Death They Will Come
laughter rings out
with cold desire
no smile will touch their eyes
and footsteps l hear
as they pass my door
whispering terrible lies
ian adams 1957- . . .
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