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angelica (after reading Onemorething's beautiful poem)

Reality is a trap. In this garden no sun warms. Underground, worms squirm in a rootless world as tongues before words. But then, there, at the back,...

pool, october

light-leap ripples make laughter lines tickle snake swooping willow bough's moss green crossing bright, gold leaf lined pool below, where rain, held...

bird feeder

Slog uphill, from Bargain Buys trolley-tugging a big bag, heart heavy with world's worries hard to change till become aware of pigeons, jackdaws,...
Gold cherry


Pooled, this mild September day from waves of work (or guilt when not) once each year picking blackberries from prickly cataracts of free sweetness...

something in the air

Flies weave a buzzing basket of still warm light. Hairline rainbow cracks in space above paths, like mistakes leave unseen tethers of regret, sticky...


400 of my comments have received 405 Great Feedback votes

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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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Posted in The fruit of the elm

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Very interesting to read his

Posted on Fri, 02 Feb 2018

Very interesting to read his story. I only really knew of him from hearing an interview about how by the time they let working class people into Oxford it was so dummed down there was no point going there, and that the elites never accepted him...

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Posted in Les Rowse, Philippe and I

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You are quite right Tom, it's

Posted on Sun, 17 Sep 2017

You are quite right Tom, it's just a collection of nature scenes. It's just that I realised that someone from centuries ago could have seen them, too. And while I think of the wood as a beautiful place to go and see the sun and hear the birds....

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Posted in time travelling

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What a lovely poem! From the

Posted on Wed, 25 Nov 2020

What a lovely poem! From the first line about the end of the day belonging to cats all the way through to the last line which made me think that your memories from the photos were so bright they were like the moon and your going back to look,...

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Posted in Memories Of You I Keep