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Battered Wife

She vowed to be with him for the rest of her life. He beat her constantly and she was a battered wife. He beat his wife over and over again. He didn'...
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Under Late Spring Sky

Dear diary...although my attempt to create a patch of meadow didn't go to plan, I will hope to try again next year. These are my thoughts in a poem...

Happy Birthday, Mom - Part XI

You were born on August the 2nd of 1948. Your death was sad and hard to contemplate. Today would've been your birthday but you didn't survive. If you...

Medieval Disneyland

Medieval Disneyland- real or imagined ? We had completed and much enjoyed a Viking “Grand Tour” of Europe, earlier in June. It was wonderful. The...
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A Bad Deal! By Alfred Muggins

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23/1/23 Will there be anything of me left? Sign up for a proper job! Sell your time for an amount which really isn’t that much higher than the...
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Second Life

Rewritten story Second Life Snow fell like frozen tears from colourless skies; windows frosted over in the cold. A shadow shifted on the kitchen wall...
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Mucky Maureen

A fine poet once wrote… Sometimes we’d go to the Derrisford caff For a bottle of Coke and a bit of a laugh. We’d waste so many afternoons In the...
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Thirty-Three Years

Jesus was the only perfect person and he lived for thirty-three years. His death brought about sadness, misery and tears. He lived for thirty-three...
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Nourishing Nurture

With foundational flour … and a cup of … sweeten with …
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cadaver'n make-believe'n abracdabra'ers

this pretensious serpentining is swallowing us up as echoing mules for the hopeless potionings of fools cadaver'n make-believe'n abracadabra'ers !...
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Poetry Makes Nothing Happen

Nope, not explaining this one. Image made at canva.com elements used under associated licences.
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Mother Deer

Each foot-fall begins an army of thrusts- the boldness of a mother deer on behalf of two young ones their dependence on the older lady complete and...
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"The Coffee House Spy" 11

Emily stared at the small square drive in her hand; why was it hidden in Sir Harry’s collar? It didn’t look like a chip used for tracking. She...
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Loving the only God

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] I love Him because He is pure … He rules all the angels that serve, restraining what devils intend. …
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Goatie 29

‘Are you alright?’ she asked. My head felt fuzzy. I tried to laugh it off. ‘I don’t suppose yeh can get wee apocalypses in the same way you get a wee...
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"Murky Waters"

Misleading words Linguistic twists Blur the lines Between us Ego aggrandized Facts victimized Truth obliterated History manipulated Tribe of like...

My Atari 2600

Forty years ago tonight was a very special day for me. On July 29, 1983, Mom bought gifts for my brother and I. I received an Atari 2600 and my...
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Cities contemplating jazz

A person needs images. Beautiful, powerful pictures that can withstand the rage of time. These beautiful, powerful sketches rest in our heads like...
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Pulsating Among Daydreams

Echoes in formation belong to the sky – as in the power of thunder and it haunts those country folks who inhabit varied shelters below their passion...

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