Month: January 2020
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When Words Won’t Come
On the days when words won’t come paint pictures sing songs read writers perform poetry note nature love your other whatever you do don’t just sit there undoing
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A Lesson In Ignorance
Here is her pride, rain-wet, standing on unsteady feet, bowed backbone arched above bandy baby legs. – The child is looking down at the washed out worm that is barring her path like a great orme. – She will not step over nor will she go round nor can she ignore this curling creature. –…
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What Shall We Do?
Shall we carry on like this, the way we are, close but not quite together? One couple that is two distinct people, different in every way except for our love for one another? Shall we continue, side by side but out of step, walking through life together, but in different directions? Is that such a…
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I Love It Less And Less
Out walking this weekend, I passed through open spaces, places that were green, wooded, unseen. Sometimes I saw only the good, sun and blues skies, mist and frost, lots of birds and trees I could not name, nothing man-made, no dwelling-places, though I heard the sound of him, his cars and jets and roar of…
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Blue, Gold And Green
Bright blue winter sky Golden sunshine warms the world Green shoots springing up
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The End Of The Line
A short story from my Medium account. Pop over and have a look. The End Of The Line
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Not A Morning Person
It’s the usual routine. The morning avoiding, waiting for her to become human again. She is not a morning person. We dance around ourselves, hide in rooms where the other is not, move to the hidden spaces like soldiers, avoiding sniping. I get a shot at for what I have not done yet, the boring…
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A Sea Of Dreams
A storm is coming. The rain is starting. The drizzle trickles down the window pane, and the clouded light dims the room. In the gloom, all alone, I can see clearly, hear plainly, the rain falling, calling, a pitter-patter chit-chat that picks at my mind all the time, whispering, ‘listen, listen listen to me’. I…