Lost and found

Poems and tales, that touch upon a recurrent theme

And I am telling you now

A meeting in a cafe and some e-mail was all Yet for me it feels Like we are a girl and a boy In a slightly parallel universe Staring in to the open...

Beacon Vaults Exmouth

At the jam sesh at the vaults on wedsnay night were pete and pete and ells and tim and chris. Pete piped and fluted, hippy pete guitarred and tim and...

Before I Post Them

You left behind your knickers and your vest Returning from the station, here I see Two memories of a loved one who has left. In pink lace florals was...

Cheers to the Goddess of Goodsurprise

Cheers to the goddess of goodsurprise that lifts me o'er my thinly hidden but often truly twisted bitter cynicism into continuing with folks...
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Children's - I see you, little mighty one.

Red faced on your back Squalling your needs, Eyes shut Mouth opening and closing Like a cross little frog. Carried reposing on my friend's shoulder...

Waiting for the Rain

Rain coming hard So hard Sheeting down heavily Battering waves More upon more upon more Driving down like heartbeats that curve round When reaching...

Exeter St Thomas

A sportswear lad lounges in the white concrete shelter As I shuttle through the drowsy branchline Its entrance unmanned. Inner town generous C19...

Fantasy - Unexpected Journey

My local writing group had the Inspiration Point 'the Unexpected'
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Holiday letter to Jess

I bought a camera for myself after our holiday. Because it's the images that stand out. You holding Fifty Shades on the shuttle from plane to airport...

Humour - It's not easy

I once had a bee in my bonnet About writing a Petrarchan sonnet I tried time after time To create the perfect rhyme And then I realised that the...

IP Babylon was built on Grain

Baby crying in the rain Regaining boiling loneliness. Lone buildings lie in ruined grain. Speak true baby, gale blown bubbles Gray babble grazing...

Knit we Together

This is written in response to the Inspiration Point; 'Rotting apples on the ground' and 'The electric blue dress'. The writer is asked to create a piece of work containing both phrases. My piece is a dialogue between Despair and Hope.
Cherry

Miscellaneous - The Open Door

Corals Head Office in their glitzy new setting in Stratford's Westside Shopping Centre had now cut my hours cleaning my local betting shop from five...
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My lovely Primary School (IP the mundane becomes extraordinary)

Mixed up little witch sky-high before lunch I hid beneath the cave of wooden desks with metal inkwells in first year juniors. How did Miss Cooper get...

Nature in the City

The rosy red - the vibrant green The purple flourishing the scene The sun the sky the trees the flowers The thrill of beauty - sunny hours. I had...
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November

The clocks turn back, soon dusk will start at four And guttered pumpkins bulk the wheelie bins. Geese fly from Canada on exhausted wings And summer...

Getting out what she put in - Inspiration Point

True Festival venture quest with added talking tractor
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Spiritual - There's words and

Always an 'and' When I'm open to it. The third one The other one Lee way Debatable passage. Pauses The spaces inbetween. Reasons to express To pull...
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The old Heifer and the Two old Bulls at Peace

‘It’s not age, it’s what comes with it’ The time to cook and to eat well and talk. I have breathed in Pete’s garden His hardy geraniums and forty-...
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Tom and Old Willie

Elsie meets her daughter for Bath-time fun. Who are the guys?
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Travel - Penzance

The teller of the tale is in Exeter Bus Station, waiting for two road buddies to return. Penzance. Penance. Pen, can, pan, nape, cape, pane, cane. An...
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Waters

Mutual sticky exchange of lovejuices. Amniotic release of newborn flooding the sheets. A small face fastens wisely onto one teat and the the next...
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Spring

Spring marches in Daffodils shine, rising like saints To the strong slow pulse Of the pale foggy sun. Sap rises, Life surprises Our budding, opening...
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Wanton Wanting

(Reposted from 3 years ago) My lotus eating fantasies that fire my body but shirk the possibilities of flesh and blood I want not. My ragged boys and...

Sun Song

The food, the flowers, the family, the friends Morrie and Joan's back garden when a child, The suburbs of North London. Today - a sunny Devon garden...

Echo

remember Amanda that day Helen’s Bay when we ran from the House and the work and the stress and the slowrattle train all the stops oldseat carriage...
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