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touch of blue (another go at this)

cool scent, a sweet quicksilver pools on the woods' palm between skeletal flames of beech trees, lithe in bud a doorway into Heaven, this is the...
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just deserts

I wander beside the desert unfurling like a sea of chrysanthemum petals wondering, Do fish swim under those diminishing curves? For sure, there are...

cock robin

Who killed Cock Robin? We, said the workmen, with chainsaws from our van, we killed Cock Robin. Who saw him die? No one - he could still fly, find...
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to pick up time

never done, the sea is a bed remaking itself over and over, so light never sleeps on the salt shot silk of its sheet and thoughts are beached shells...
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Hand Washing, Glasgow Central

Unfortunately, our ferry got in late because of the wind, so we missed the train we needed, to get to his appointment, but fortunately I had...


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Enjoyed this very much! Is

Posted on Sat, 08 May 2021

Enjoyed this very much! Is the birthday of the narrator significant? All the details are brilliant, particularly the bit about intern for Markle :0) I wonder whether in a populist system Elgar would be played over loud speaker? Maybe latest...

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Hi Isabel :0)

Posted on Thu, 14 Jan 2021

Hi Isabel :0)

Well Done! being brave and posting about how you feel, this is not an easy thing. It is what a strong, hopeful person does, someone who wants to make things better! There has been lots of advice from members of the site who...

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Posted in How do you forgive a parent?

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Oh Iam so sorry! Your poems

Posted on Mon, 28 Dec 2020

Oh Iam so sorry! Your poems about your friendship are extremely beautiful, as any sonnet or love poem I have read.

While this poem is so tender and deeply from your soul it must make you feel like you are showing a wound to passing...

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Posted in Tawny Owl

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This is so exciting to read!

Posted on Mon, 21 Sep 2020

This is so exciting to read! How many poems about wind there must be, but you have made it new. Particularly liked

"Watch it climb a house in a second like an upside down waterfall,

Watch it ballroom dance with a plastic bag And...

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Posted in I Want To Watch The Wind Dance

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A terrible memory to be

Posted on Tue, 14 Jan 2020

A terrible memory to be carrying in you. I can only echo Insert and Rhiannon? I hope your shoulder stops hurting. I know what it's like to be near the bottom. The important thing is to find your choices, to know you are where you are because you...

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Posted in The policeman sat in the armchair

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"Stars seeded"

Posted on Thu, 15 Nov 2018

"Stars seeded"

"they passed taxis, night buses, lonely punters stumbling on the long walk home."

"the Firth of Forth moving in glittering sheets below them. The bridge lights were reflected in the dark water as if a row of...

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Posted in Aura (19)

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 I love the hugeness of your

Posted on Sun, 22 Sep 2019

 I love the hugeness of your poem, the importance of what is happening for you. I hope your new world fulfills all your dreams

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Posted in New World

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what a great metaphor for

Posted on Wed, 19 Jun 2019

what a great metaphor for aging

We walked the plateau

Flat and scattered green

But now in this desert scape

Dragging our bags behind.

Pink is a halfway colour, isn't it? Unthreatening, which is why it's so scary...

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Posted in My Favourite Colour's Changed

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You've conveyed all your

Posted on Tue, 12 Mar 2019

You've conveyed all your feelings brilliantly, specially how jobs are seen as defining people, so not having one makes a person a blob. And yet not having a specific shape/a slot to fit into, makes you able to go anywhere, the possibility of...

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Posted in Last Week I Lost My Job (Rimus Dissolutas)

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Posted on Wed, 20 Feb 2019

BRILLIANT!!! This is absolute magic :0)

love "pale posy bunches" "coin wings" Wow! "seed-bulge" perfect . Also "far beyond their leafing"

well, all of it, really!


Insert, i wasn't sure what the trees across the road...

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