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On Pain ii
Writing your own blog means never having to fear hurt of rejection ~ CLP 19/08/2020 →
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On the Road X
All of a sudden I realised I’m driving The wrong way, solo ~ CLP 02/08/2020 →
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On the Road IV
Why wait to find out what lies around the corner? Who else is coming? ~ n.b. One can only ask. ~ CLP 26/07/2020 →
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On High
Clouds form on warm air Raptors spiralling upwards Buzzards high as kites . n.b. A wonderful scene. Two red kites circling up from the recently mowed field on an updraft. Far above, just visible to the naked eye, three buzzards on a carousel of rising warm air, their random calls of “ke-whee” carrying across the →
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On Endings (i)
Poets invest time In every word, not just Memorable last lines . CLP 22/06/2020 →
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Anti-date
We met not at all In different time zones Making absolutely no effort To dress up, dress down Or even dress I lay naked in bed You in pyjamas, (so you claimed) All bathed, teeth brushed We watched a dating programme Vicariously On laptop and TV Slightly out of sync In our respective countries Exchanging →
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Starlings
Hear that? The deranged fluting Of squabbling neighbours In hedgerows, on bushes Ceaseless bickering An endless stream Of chiding and chipping Away one moves The others follow From pillar to post To willow to fence Unable to let rest Whatever the matter be Resolved or not There’s always more to add Or subtract from what’s →
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Uncaged Birds
From that moment, when his shadow fell we children ran amok, mouthing our repressed pain in shouts betrayed so young by hope of better times now held fast on a nightmare journey of frustrations, compounded over bitter years in one long-drawn slow, silent scream . n.b. Stealing from a prompt based on Maya Angelou’s poem →
Journey of Words 