Bearsden Ballpark
Sighing and yawning with appreciation that the day was over I went to the control box by the front door of the shop to let Katy out.
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The Musus second position
I met fair-voiced Calliope whilst waiting For a bus:- “Clapham!” She bellowed, Ever-so sweetly I might add. while I noticed she -with vain indifference, to no one in-particular-
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Haiku 7: February 24 2012
RS: Away to the source of the channel African or Indian elephant in the room? Nice tablecloth TW: Always there, the ocean Making wave music today My piano is flat
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Next Of Kin #2
The lights were blinding he blinked and tried to steady his eyesight against the wavering skyline.
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Haiku 6: February 23 2012
RS: Wet woodland weeping tree I harbor no blade You’re safe with me TW: Blackbird on the wall Beak open, making no sound Drinking light perhaps?
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Haiku 5: February 22 2012
RS: Tractors, diesel and mud Up & down, all day long The Earth will endure TW: Spring rain falls, hope's up - Can he have brought my new book? My friend, the Postman.
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Bully
There are people in this world Who will try to get you down, Sometimes it’s enough To really make you frown What is the use of crushing Other people’s hearts?
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Rustle of Spring
Will Spring, famously shy to a fault, hide in March’s billowing skirts...
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Vulnerability
Here is my soul, human, exposed beneath mental armor, weak. Here is my heart, pumping warm blood between cold bare bone and flesh. Here are my eyes, liquid, once pooled behind
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