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Unreel
Moments of time caught Touch stones, listen to echoes Hot feet on cool flags . n.b. There are places and events in life that stay close to the heart, others are left in situ for your unexpected, unplanned reappearance, ready to catch you unawares. How you spontaneously respond will tell you a lot about how →
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Hen Party
Fine feathered friends Consider destination Eat here or move on? . n.b. It is often tricky getting a diverse group of acquaintances to stick to an itinerary. Someone voices an alternative, discussion ensues, original plans go to cock. Travelling solo has advantages, but for laughs an outing with your mates takes some beating. . n.n.b. →
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SatNav Not Needed
SatNav Not Needed “Location cannot be found” I know it’s out there. Trust Me. Release the handbrake. . n.b. Better to travel in hope than to sit around waiting for an out-of-date program to tell you where you’re heading. Just get moving; keep your wits about you. You will know your destination when you see →
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On 1st January, 2020
Stars light years away Illuminate our night sky Blind to our being . n.b. Our year, the circuit of this planet around our star in 365 days is unique to our situation in this solar system, if not the Universe. When we look out into space it is awe-inspiring to consider that vastness and our →
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Breadcrumbs
My possessions are strewn Along my recent path From the council dump To container lock-up Loaned, gifted Donated, stored The more miles travelled The less I need With each piece laid down More peace I feel There’s no going back Along that old route Now all I own Is the day ahead . n.b. With →
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Nothing Matters (III)
Luggage belt empties Baggage has been left behind Now travel lightly . n.b. Would it not be lovely to be so unencumbered? The weight off the shoulders when finally putting baggage down after travelling is a blessed relief. Life is our journey. . CLP 16/12/2019 →
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Nothing Matters
We come from nothing We return to nothing, so Enjoy the journey . n.b. It is the love we share en route that makes life worth living – nothing else matters. . CLP 13/12/2019 →
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Lyon (VI)
Sunday’s streets mostly silent I hear the leathery leaf of a plane tree fall Now Saturday’s night is done This is how life used to be A day of rest, officially When even clocks seem to pause But Metro lines, buses and trams Still running efficiently Over the viaduct a TGV rolls A slow start →
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Points of Departure
Side by side They moved off together On the green signal Paced perfectly From beneath the shadow Into the low morning sun Simultaneously Tempo steadily climbing Synchronised Flicks of stanchion shadows passed faster In tandem The lines gradually diverged Curved Stretched them apart She waved He turned to his phone . CLP 23/11/2019 →