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AND SO TO SLEEP (for World Sleep Day)

I find it difficult to sleep, sometimes, Increasingly more often than not. There are reasons, excuses, explanations, As a ‘woman of a certain age’,...

The Songwriting Machine

1. In the future, yet unseen our new songwriting machine will make music that the people love to hear. 2. Though it doesn't have a heart still they...

Paris in November

The Eiffel Tower looks lonely when viewed from The Louvre, its silent stance in contrast to the swirling voices around the glass pyramid Camera...

I Cherish To Tell

I Cherish To Tell P K Routray Seven decades of observations on social practices and traditions with which I was nurtured and grown as a child, as a...

Lady Macbeth’s Macbeth

Lady Macbeth’s Macbeth The asphalt glows. Bituminous no more. The tar is made of gold. This is what they told me When I arrived on these shores! I am...

The Luck of the Irish

A leprechaun looking for gold 'neath the shimmering shamrocks of olde (with the luck of a Gael) found ten bottles of ale somewhat green as if covered...

WOODLANDS

WOODLANDS The shadows of English oaks Are tracing the wind. We enter the woodlands Another world: Away from the traffic and bustling roads An ancient...

Voiceless

A poem meant to be spoken aloud.
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Cherry

Abandoned

A pensive silence followed, making Murphy’s sentiment seem somewhat trite. He noticed Rachel shiver slightly in the cold air. He should have reminded her to bring a coat.

Self-conscious

A poem.