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StoryWordrush, thoughtcess Rhiannonw92 years 1 month ago
StoryRemembering Corrie ten Boom Rhiannonw122 years 1 month ago
StoryGentle march of the seasons Rhiannonw192 years 1 month ago
StoryLooking Ewan52 years 1 month ago
StoryHaibun for existential dread Magnolia Fay72 years 1 month ago
StorySparkly Little Paula Jane Hyphen162 years 1 month ago
StoryCancelled in the afterlife blighters rock102 years 1 month ago
StoryElizabeth, Mary’s relative Rhiannonw22 years 1 month ago
StoryEmpty Bed smokejack12 years 1 month ago
StoryI didn't know how much I'd come to love you Magnolia Fay72 years 1 month ago
StoryInspired By Mother Nature skinner_jennifer142 years 1 month ago
StoryPaint me a Rainbow smokejack22 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Road to Erehwon Ewan112 years 1 month ago
StoryMary, the mother of Jesus Rhiannonw22 years 1 month ago
StoryIn a quaint English Town Yutka12 years 1 month ago
StoryBlind Faith Ed Crane212 years 1 month ago
StoryConscript D G Moody92 years 1 month ago
StoryEarth smokejack72 years 1 month ago
StoryRousing Spring skinner_jennifer192 years 1 month ago
StoryRest In Peace, Mom - Part VII randy-johnson12 years 1 month ago
StoryMoving country in February Magnolia Fay42 years 1 month ago
Storyhog plum and lobster JupiterMoon32 years 1 month ago
StoryA Thought luigi_pagano52 years 1 month ago
StorySpring Release D G Moody132 years 1 month ago
StoryCatch-me-if-you-can Ed Crane72 years 1 month ago

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Lost Horizon

This will be self explanatory for UK members; otherwise please google Mr Bates versus the Post Office. I dashed this off last night, after watching the ITV show; not good poetry but heartfelt. (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)
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White Doves

I like miniature poems, just a few lines, which I find satifying; and my mentor here is Samuel Manashe (collected poems available on Bloodaxe) I could wish for a smidgin of his talent. (image courtesy of Uruburos on Pixabay)
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Cherry

Sic Transit Gloria

Another old poem that I've reshaped (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)

The River

An older poem I've dusted off; having reflected on what Jack commented on my last poem. It is the age old question - what constitutes us? This poem comes as close to the Buddhist view as I can manage; and of course there may be another truth. (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)
Cherry

Things Fall Apart

A follow on from my previous poem 'Slipping into the Water', an attempt to put the condition into words. (Image is courtersy of Pixabay)

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166 of my comments have received 171 Great Feedback votes

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Weird and wonderful, it

Posted on Sun, 18 Feb 2024

Weird and wonderful, it reminded me of happy nights In Crows Nest Sydney.

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Posted in Mushroom For Improvement

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The love here shines through.

Posted on Sun, 18 Feb 2024

The love here shines through.

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Posted in Special

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Your nature poems take me

Posted on Thu, 15 Feb 2024

Your nature poems take me back to where I've been hapiest; out on some tracks in the wet, with a warm homecoming at the end; please keep them coming Rhiannon.

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Posted in Up on the Mortimer Trail

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I seem to have missed a whole

Posted on Thu, 15 Feb 2024

I seem to have missed a whole 'Slough'  of poems, like this one; and yes, it took a while before I realised what those smells signified! Nice on Thurlough! BTW, my wife once lived near the Mars factory, and they could smell the Mars Bars.

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Posted in Cheese and Onion Tuesday

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I came back to this today,

Posted on Sat, 17 Feb 2024

I came back to this today, having read it before; and the comments and your replies have helped me better understand it; and its certainly a powerful poem, which is cathartic. 

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Posted in Killing the killers

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This poem was perfect for

Posted on Mon, 12 Feb 2024

This poem was perfect for those of us who miss a bath. We swapped our bath for a shower years ago, and now have another one downstairs, so no luxury of a nice soapy bath - nice one Jane.

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Posted in In the Bath

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'white tears of snow drops.'

Posted on Thu, 08 Feb 2024

'white tears of snow drops.' I loved this line, and how the poem brings Spring ever closer. We have our snowdrops coming through now all over the our village, and on Sunday we have our snowdrop festival at our church and the grounds of the old...

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Posted in Progress!

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A deeply felt poem; and if it

Posted on Wed, 07 Feb 2024

A deeply felt poem; and if it's possible to say what I liked, it was how you told the story from both sides, which further emphasised the heartbreak. I have been fortunate, in that all my family have died while I lived in the UK and they in...

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Posted in The Home

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A rant poem for sure and not

Posted on Wed, 07 Feb 2024

A rant poem for sure and not a word wasted; and I can only agree with my estimable fellow members, that we as a species have not honoured our resonsibilties - both to each other and to the planet. Our only hope - and it is still a slim one - is...

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Posted in Productivity is Dead

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Phobetor i deed! I liked the

Posted on Tue, 06 Feb 2024

Phobetor indeed! I liked the dream like quality here, with that unsettling undertow, and the imagery was perfect.

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Posted in "Oneiroi" (Greek myth - gods of dream)

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