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For Me?
I found it there on my way home Tied with green nylon rope Neatly knotted to a plastic drum And two fathoms length further Another, its side cut out, roughly trimmed Where careless crabs might sidle in I think it was meant But then again, this fickle sea can be quite unkind She probably had Read more
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Day 33
At times words are inadequate. Common enough moments for humanity, such as a woman giving birth, are in the living of the moment, beyond words. Today, before first light, my sister’s first grandchild was born. The day has been “very emotional.” My sister says before climbing the stairs to an early bed. Many people know Read more
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Crossing Over
Thirty two days now I’ve been out walking What have I found and what have I seen? A spotted catfish curled up on the shore A hedgehog sent to sleep in the road A wide-eyed bird lying on the verge, so small I hid it in my hand A piece of fibre-glass hull, jetsam from Read more
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Over and Out
Through the walls At just after Three in the morning I hear my sister’s voice Pitched high Excited by recent events “Oh!! Thank you for calling.” Crying, sobs “Has she a name?” . I hear the owls singing in celebration on the heath A moth with two left feet tap dances joyously around my bedside Read more
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Day 31
The two rats that scuttle around the base of the bird feeder are becoming more adventurous. These brown rats have grown noticeably since they first appeared in the garden and one is exploring how to get at the bird-feed more directly. The highest nut container for the birds is up a wooden post that is Read more
Journey of Words 