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On Washing Up
There can be few views Better than this when doing The dirty dishes . n.b. I hate dish washing machines. CLP 15/09/2019 →
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On Second Thoughts
Too often tempted To speak without thinking Two breaths save me . n.b. A lid to a pottery cremation urn found near North Elmham, “Spong Man” sits reflecting on a life long since lived. This piece of funerary art is dated from the early Saxon era, (3rd / 5th Century CE). The image I have →
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On the Water
Funnelling under Millstream squeezed through the mill race Copious thundering . CLP 14/09/2019 →
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Two Doves
Pure white at first light Flicker in the grey, rise up From emptied pasture . n.b. Where two Devon Red cows had been seen each morning, (until this Wednesday), usually scratching at the wire protecting the young tree, a pair of doves were sitting. I saw them alight their perch and fly up into the →
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Blank Verse
I am tired Words fail me My brain fizzing A blank screen Seeking a signal To no avail . CLP 11/09/2019 →
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On the Ramp
Two Devon Reds Hesitate at the trailer ramp Roughly littered with straw. They walked together from the field Steaming backs Exhaling clouds to the chilly dawn After the heavy rain of night. Have they realised The pasture is behind them A vet is waiting The abattoir is open for business? . CLP 11/09/2019 →
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On the Floor
Enough! Bonds broken Fallen. Now bumped, bruised, mouldy Wasps feed on decay . CLP 10/09/2019 →
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On the Ground
Grass caught in frost light Sharp shadows cut rigid blades Draped in silvered webs . CLP 08/09/2019 →
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On the Road (Still)
Westerlies wash in Days sluiced, blown dry, heated, cooled Weather becomes us . CLP 07/09/2019 →
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On August XXI
Now gone with all else Held in cloudy memories Bottled and pickled . n.b. The serious work has begun to collect the fruit, vegetables and crops from the summer. What must be gathered from the orchard floor and stored for winter; what can be collected from the vine and pressed; what can be cut from →
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