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Cherry

left over

these are the left over years life reduced, the womb dry. If I were a vegetable I would be limp but I am stiffening, from the fingers in and my...
Cherry

Sum of the storm

wind worm winds through rough woos trees, shatters these breathing roofs; leaves scatter. In the aftermath trunks, reaching equal signs cross blank...
Gold cherry
Poem of the week

time travelling

at woods' edge shadow-silt nestles lumps of amber air floating ballrooms where midges dance brief lives away since before words on one side sun warm...
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Cherry

first day in senior school

Rain heavy air, clear, fresh colours drenched. I walk through clinging grasses like hands welcoming. Summer condensing on twig ends in rowan berries...
Gold cherry

calm before

trunk tethered galaxies of leaves wild weaves, wind owned. Waist high, light grained grasses spray. Green-good air an open mouth, bird-fled, waits...

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186 of my comments have received 188 Great Feedback votes

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Those last 3 sentences are so

Posted on Sat, 17 Nov 2018

Those last 3 sentences are so sad. But she IS  still in you, every time you see something you find beautiful, that appreciation was shaped by her. She gave you your sensitivity to see things, feel things, she gave it to you and you will always...

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Posted in Gift: A Son's Story (Blood)

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I like how the beach is woven

Posted on Mon, 12 Nov 2018

I like how the beach is woven all through, the people, the seagulls. It's a great frame for the story, it adds to the easy warmth of it

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Posted in Sass (Part 2)

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Glad your Mum got to stay at

Posted on Sat, 10 Nov 2018

Glad your Mum got to stay at home. I'm sure your instincts were right. The two care homes I have visted were aweful. The high heels rang a bell. I wonder why they think that looking like they are running a business is...

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Posted in Gift: A Son's Story (Push)

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In an interview someone

Posted on Sat, 10 Nov 2018

In an interview someone famous who had gone to live in America (can't remember who it was) said the thing they missed most about England was the sound of crows cawing in the Autumn. Your poem has a timelessness to it, makes me think this has been...

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Posted in In That Moment

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Another of your beautiful

Posted on Wed, 07 Nov 2018

Another of your beautiful pared down poems. No unnecessary stuff just like Nature itself

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Posted in NATURE

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I didn't know contactless was

Posted on Sat, 03 Nov 2018

I didn't know contactless was so risky! I don't like it because I forget my PIN number if don't use it each time. When I worked in a supermarket we had to check people's signatures carefully for every non cash transaction. Now if you lose a card...

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Posted in I Give Up!

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44 years wow! You must both

Posted on Wed, 31 Oct 2018

44 years wow! You must both be warm and giving people :0) C ongratulations

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Posted in GROWING OLDER

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I would love to see a book of

Posted on Thu, 25 Oct 2018

I would love to see a book of poetry by you and Rhiannon and Jenny and other writers, and I'm  honoured you ask me too, but I have had no luck ever getting my stuff published

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Posted in An Autumn of Leaves

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this is lovely. If ever I got

Posted on Thu, 25 Oct 2018

this is lovely. If ever I got to choose where in the world I'd like to visit, it would be those maple trees when the leaves turn, I'd love to walk under them. Your poem makes a beautiful picture to help my imagining.  I love "cradle of colour"...

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one you need to read quite a

Posted on Sun, 21 Oct 2018

one you need to read quite a few times.

the other night there was a program about two asylum seekers from Ghana trying to get from America across the border into Canada, describing how in the snow they headed towards the lights of cars...

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Posted in From Roadside

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