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on Ukraine
Unless a riverMountains, deserts, lakes or seaDivides usThere are no bordersThey are malleableLines on mapsPencilled inLike warWhere no rules exist ~ CLP 09/08/2024 →
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forsooth
we know of absencehow imagination workson our fickle heartsof contemptibledangers from knowing too wellthe ever-presentof enticements feltfrom across the running brookfound in fresh pastureof the rolling stoneunable to gather mosson how many roadsof the empty shelfbar the yet unread volumethat can’t read itselfof uneven pathswhere getting lost is betterthan reverting to dust~ CLP 02/08/2024 →
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on the sofa
Lying to my rightCushions warm against my backAs if in your arms~ n.b. A deception I can wear. CLP 18/07/2024 →
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on the river
two banks to each flowthe posh bit and the humanbridges rarely crossed ~ CLP 16/07/2024 →
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One Frosty Night…
…when the guns were stillI dreamt of trees with leavesYoung men playing cricketChatter and laughter at a picnicLying face-up beside youWatching the swifts’ chaseAcross vast white pillowsThat dwarfed The MendipsYou squirming with delightGrass tickling your pale thighs~ n.b. NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 24 prompt: One poem from a line from another. This is from ‘Living Sepulchres’ →
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On The Beach
Plenty of fresh airTo blow away the cobwebsSign says, “VACANCIES” ~ n.b. NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 7 prompt :Postcard. I dug this card out of the archives. CLP 07/04/2024 →
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Wish You Were Here
It’s April. Birdsong can be heard during air-raids. Bright flowers sprout through debris. Oh that the spring sunshine would revive the cold skin of our sons and daughters. ~ n.b. Conscription age has just been lowered in Ukraine to 25 years and disability waivers are under review. CLP 07/04/2024 →
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Go With Our Blessing
Accidents of birthBorn beneath the lightsNot quite the Bow BellsWe can all agreeSpecial all the sameIslanders all threeNorthward the first wentAs far as you can goBeside the German SeaAs that sea was in fact once knownHe played a lot in red and whiteFor Sunderland AFCThe second went to the EastA Viking port of oldHe became →
Journey of Words 