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Cherry

My Verbal Diary Here

I couldn’t match the style of Jenny Skinner’s diary entries but I hope this helps to cheer her up a bit while she’s feeling under the weather.
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Yantra Mantra

Oh Yantra, river of my dreams...
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Cherry

Three O’Clock Sheep Club

A crowded but lonely place.
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Cherry

Me and My Muezzin

When I was a lad I worked on big ships. Here I describe the Suez Canal stretch of a sea passage from Quebec City in Canada to Colombo in Sri Lanka round about 1977. Our ship was loaded with a bulk cargo of poverty relief grain financed by the United Nations Fund for Population Activities (UNFPA). Some of my writing is an embellishment of the truth and a little bit of it is the result of pure imagination, but this poem is as near to the truth as I could get whilst attempting to remain poetic.

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496 of my comments have received 515 Great Feedback votes

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Exhausting but rewarding for

Posted on Mon, 15 Jan 2024

Exhausting but rewarding for the farmer and the sheep. The need of a lamp to see it through adds to the atmosphere without revealing which age it might have been in. Your poem describes the event extremely well.

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Posted in Night Help

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Thanks very much for your

Posted on Wed, 17 Jan 2024

Thanks very much for your encouragement and support Di. The short answer to your question, I'm afraid, is that I can't be bothered.

Two things make me want to write. One is that younger generations of my family will have something to read...

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Posted in Lovely Palace, Must Fly

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I admire you for taking a

Posted on Wed, 17 Jan 2024

I admire you for taking a crash course in Japanese (or was that just in the story?). A Chinese friend of mine here in Bulgaria tried to give me a crash course in Mandarin but in the end (well, after thirty minutes) my brain crashed.

Your...

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From the bottom of my coffee cup.

Posted on Wed, 17 Jan 2024

Hello Jacques. 

I appreciate and sympathise with the words in your comment, sending thanks from the bottom of my coffee cup. 

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Posted in Lovely Palace, Must Fly

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I love this bit...

Posted on Mon, 15 Jan 2024

I love this bit...

Heavy cloud in fashionable grey spread from horizon to horizon leaching the colour out of greens of any remaining foliage and reds of brickwork. 

It contributes a lot to creating the scene.

And...

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Posted in New Directions (1)

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It was the Farsi word for

Posted on Sun, 14 Jan 2024

It was the Farsi word for farcical that had me beaten. 

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Posted in A Fistful of Rials

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A terrible story, a sharp

Posted on Sat, 13 Jan 2024

A terrible story, a sharp reminder and a well written poem.

Nice one Luigi!

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Posted in One Night, in Berlin

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Optimism

Posted on Tue, 09 Jan 2024

There's a lot of hope in your well thought out words Paul.

I hope the hope comes true.

Good on you!

 

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Posted in January Panorama

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Having lived in the West Country

Posted on Wed, 03 Jan 2024

Having lived in the West Country for twenty years, none of this surprises me Paul. 

A well written and gripping tale.

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Posted in Abyss

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I really like this. I like

Posted on Sat, 06 Jan 2024

I really like this. I like the way you've highlighted how water is used over and over again in nature; many times in the past and many times in the future, as well as here and now.

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Posted in Autobiography (but not mine!)

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