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woods, late

By Di_Hard on Fri, 20 Dec 2019

walk in the company of streams through chill evening, day's ash, grey shadows clot into understanding night a deer starts awake, hastens to hide life...

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Be Leave

By Di_Hard on Sun, 15 Dec 2019

I'm tired as a bee buzzing against glass for cannot pass into sleep. The deep beyond thought. Unreached though mind's wings batter and long hours,...

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gloaming

By Di_Hard on Thu, 28 Nov 2019

Charcoal-soft dark calls, silk wings oil-easy under cinder blue. Llightless, sky heavies falls to tall birch tops' black lace twigs, pillared on slim...

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thoughts in the small hours

By Di_Hard on Thu, 21 Nov 2019

as the most intelligent species it is our right to destroy this planet we are the only creatures here to have self awareness and understand concepts...

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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...

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...

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

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...

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...

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

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BRILLIANT!!!

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...

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...

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....

Posted in time travelling

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I liked this very much, too.

Posted on Wed, 15 Jan 2020

I liked this very much, too.

It's awfully easy to write about being depressed, but very hard to write about it in a way anyone will want to read. Which I did, empathising all the way through, feeling for the narrator, but not being dragged...

Posted in £2.85

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This bit, in the middle of

Posted on Mon, 13 Jan 2020

This bit, in the middle of all the trance inducing greenery like a dagger in a soft hand:

every decency,

every abomination is homogenised -

this slavery of a belief

that is the condemnation of the abused.

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