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Blog entryRIP WELL-WISHER (JOHN NANDY) Insertponceyfre...182 months 3 days ago
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StoryDear Diary... luigi_pagano104 months 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Aquarium. Part 1. I’m Confessin’ drew_gummerson194 months 2 weeks ago
StoryIf Not For Love skinner_jennifer144 months 3 weeks ago
StoryEllie and Her Cohorts (haibun) Shackleton124 months 3 weeks ago
StoryEvening Star onemorething44 months 3 weeks ago
StoryBee Line forest_for_ever24 months 3 weeks ago
StoryWoman In The Mirror skinner_jennifer205 months 2 weeks ago
StoryTo the belly of an osprey onemorething85 months 3 weeks ago
StoryDays of Poetry and Thunder (haibun) Shackleton85 months 4 weeks ago
StoryReflected Glory luigi_pagano85 months 4 weeks ago
StoryAbout It All Again Shackleton26 months 1 hour ago
StoryPerhaps Shackleton106 months 1 hour ago
StoryIsland Hideaway 9 - First Sighting​ Terrence Oblong66 months 4 hours ago
StoryBigger Than Your God Shackleton66 months 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Season To Be Jolly Shackleton46 months 2 weeks ago
StoryChill Rhiannonw96 months 2 weeks ago
StoryAngel 83 (lock up) celticman116 months 2 weeks ago
StoryKaleidoscopy Parson Thru29 months 1 week ago
StoryTherefore I Am skinner_jennifer1410 months 11 hours ago
StoryJellyfish onemorething810 months 2 weeks ago
StoryShe Loved Me Not Shackleton610 months 2 weeks ago
StoryMark My Words luigi_pagano1010 months 2 weeks ago
StoryBad penny dreams onemorething510 months 2 weeks ago

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Ellie and Her Cohorts (haibun)

Ellie came for a sleepover. It was her turn, so she told us. Still a committed carnivore... Mrs Treaclechops defrosted a pack of thick-cut bacon and...

Days of Poetry and Thunder (haibun)

I strolled along the newly-landscaped river Rea at Longbridge, Birmingham. It’s the site of the now-defunct Austin-Rover car factory, and this part...
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The Season To Be Jolly

We get fed up with turkey and stuffing For Christmas day lunch, I’m not bluffing Though no one’s to blame It’s always the same So this year we might...
Cherry

Bigger Than Your God

“Do that again and I’ll thump you.” “Try it… I’ll punch you.” “Well, I’ll hit you with a stick.” “My stick’s bigger than your stick.” “My brother...
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She Loved Me Not

Sally drank a full bottle of whisky Which made her feel fruity and frisky She said she had time If I had the rhyme But the glint in her eye was too...

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16 of my comments have received 16 Great Feedback votes

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Deep one. Fascinating read.

Posted on Sun, 09 Feb 2020

Deep one. Fascinating read.

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Wolves gotta eat too, of

Posted on Sun, 09 Feb 2020

Wolves gotta eat too, of course. Good poem. Powerful ending.

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Hi onemorething! Crazing

Posted on Sun, 05 Jan 2020

Hi onemorething! Crazy reasons for striking included a bad smell one day due to a blocked drain and too cold another day when the heating system was fluctuating. 'Fives and Threes' is a domino game. Best way of cheating is to play against someone...

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Very good... as ever.

Posted on Sat, 04 Jan 2020

Very good... as ever.

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Ah yes. That third verse

Posted on Mon, 19 Aug 2019

Ah yes. That third verse depicts an evocative photograph or painting.

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Posted in Bad penny dreams

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Good one, Luigi. I like your

Posted on Sat, 17 Aug 2019

Good one, Luigi. I like your mix of old-man nous and young-man anarchy.

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Posted in Mark My Words

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Scary old things are

Posted on Fri, 16 Aug 2019

Scary old things are jellyfish. A bit of an invasion around the UK coast at the moment I understand. Enjoyed your poem. A surreal quality.

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Funny old life. I planted a

Posted on Sun, 28 Jul 2019

Funny old life. I planted a small cherry tree in the garden last year. Normally takes a couple of years to get any fruit, but this year, we had one cherry on it. The missus and I watched it grow and ripen and were just about to share it, when our...

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Posted in Perhaps

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There's always an after-taste

Posted on Sun, 28 Jul 2019

There's always an after-taste. Great poem! Enjoyed the read.

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Posted in Salt

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Enjoyed your piece, Ice

Posted on Fri, 29 Jun 2018

Enjoyed your piece, Ice Rivers. From my point of view, 1967 was a very good year for raggy-arsed boys with well-trousered dreams.

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