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Message II (BMK phone home)

Arrival in DC Image released into the public domain by USN. Source Wikipedia Commons
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FOOTSTEPS IN THE FROST

A beautiful winter’s morning When mist conceals the sunrise, And nestles between The frosty shadows of the trees, And footsteps crunch Through the...
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Thin Walls Part One.

We have lovely neighbours, or so it seems on the surface. Our terraced houses are over one hundred years old, they are strong and well made. Our...
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Poem of the week

The Journey Back

I had to go back: there were ghosts to kill. Only Johnny and I made the trip. Strange really: the oldest and youngest. Didn’t seem to mean anything...
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2017 Poetry Medley

Poetically, 2017 started with a forgotten copse, once walked. My mother in tow of a gaggle of little kids I rose early with mine one Sunday,...
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My Husband's Brother

There was a knock at the door. My stomach did a double-flip. I already knew who it was, even before I answered it. Adam, the man I was utterly in...
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Schrodinger’s Dead

I should really stay away from philosophy. It only confuses me...
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Last Night I Met John Adcock

It's not (really) about Latin. Image is in the Public Domain, source Wikipedia Commons.
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Marzipan Cookies

I really don’t know who she is. At one moment a child, the next: ancient. I don’t know where she comes from. I just know that I see her from time to...
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Last year’s ‘next year’

Last year’s ‘next year’ now is ‘this year’, yesterday’s become today …
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Happy New Year

Haven't you got a gnome to go to?
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Evangelina

Almost perfect. So close as it makes no difference. Try to find a line out of place, a flaw, a miscalculation. She has this effect: when she walks...
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Up Yours 2017

You may agree when I say… 2017 has been the plug to the barefoot, The scooter to the ankle, The shirt you can’t iron out every crinkle. The red sock...
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The Garden of her Life

Weeds. If you summarised the garden in one syllable, that’s where you’d be. They were everywhere, woven through the garden and spilling over the path...
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Due Deliverance

"I'm tired of people." He could hear his mother's voice in the back of his mind as he turned down a dark stretch of Route 718. Looking out through...
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In High Maroc

I sat on a roof in the mountains of Morocco Drinking mint tea, speaking bad French. I read some novel of dubious note When a goatherd approached my...
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Love in Sight

Love in Sight He tucks her in at night checks her coughing spell in the wee hours an extra blanket perhaps to chase away the chill. Married so many...

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