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After the party, I marked her Just as the colours drained In her gelid crystal necklace Blowing out the lights And hushing the wild creatures She was...
He’s left these woods, Mr Pip slipped quietly through a gap. A quick look back then gone between the trees. Fifteen years ago I held him on my lap as...
Life is for the go getters. Pause and watch, open-mouthed as they gulp the here and now. Observe through a long lens, how they stuff themselves, like...
Have you heard, they’ve closed the road. Black ice reflections deep, like a mirror from the archives. We don’t want to see ourselves like that. There...
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I really enjoyed reading
Posted on Sat, 28 Jan 2023
I really enjoyed reading about your cats and your shopping too. Clarence sounds wonderful. I lost one of mine to the road last year, on the very last of the superhot days and it honestly broke my heart. I've still got her brother, when he's not...
Ha, ha, I can just see him in that curry house. I used to quite like him but it got boring. I don't think he's quite as angry as Jordan Peterson though.
A baptism of Biryani? Darwinian Dhansak must be his favourite.
This is my current dog walking captured beautifully. Everything is so thoroughly dripping, squelchy. 'Seep into musty earth'. Your words remind me that these sights and sounds are indeed nourishing, I'm inclined to moan about what feels like ...
'Dripping trees, soggy mulch, wan white sun' very evocative of my winter walk this morning. These dark mornings feel oppressive. The whirling whiteness across the Atlantic is frightening. I am grateful for some mild December temperatures.
Very entertaining. I can picture the little elf on his fag break (smoking stunts your growth...apparently). If only we could freeze Buble and Piers Morgan.
Perfect little tale for the rabbit hole. I do need a break from Mentour Pilot and...
Thank you so much Di for remembering his name! I've been trying to write about him but I don't want to trivialise his many qualities. He was almost fifteen and I don't actually feel too sad, it's more that he was part of my confidence because he...
That made me laugh..a lot, especially the end, naked pictures from middle-aged people, wtaf. You're brave. Weatherspoons frozen peas. We've come so far since the creepy ads in the back of the local paper and it's even more cringe.
The fresh raw beauty can be an eye-watering burden, far more relaxing to fade into the seasons, especially with stars and moon to light the way. Magical poem Jenny.
I really enjoyed reading
Posted on Sat, 28 Jan 2023
I really enjoyed reading about your cats and your shopping too. Clarence sounds wonderful. I lost one of mine to the road last year, on the very last of the superhot days and it honestly broke my heart. I've still got her brother, when he's not...
Read full commentPosted in The Mind Of A Cat.
Ha, ha, I can just see him in
Posted on Sun, 15 Jan 2023
Ha, ha, I can just see him in that curry house. I used to quite like him but it got boring. I don't think he's quite as angry as Jordan Peterson though.
A baptism of Biryani? Darwinian Dhansak must be his favourite.
Read full commentPosted in Richard Dawkins in the curry house (Oxford)
This is my current dog
Posted on Tue, 03 Jan 2023
This is my current dog walking captured beautifully. Everything is so thoroughly dripping, squelchy. 'Seep into musty earth'. Your words remind me that these sights and sounds are indeed nourishing, I'm inclined to moan about what feels like ...
Read full commentPosted in Walking In January
Thank you Drew. He was such a
Posted on Tue, 03 Jan 2023
Thank you Drew. He was such a beautiful boy. I dreamt about him last night, just a mundane dream but he is very much alive in my subconscious.
Read full commentPosted in He's Left These Woods
'Dripping trees, soggy mulch,
Posted on Thu, 29 Dec 2022
'Dripping trees, soggy mulch, wan white sun' very evocative of my winter walk this morning. These dark mornings feel oppressive. The whirling whiteness across the Atlantic is frightening. I am grateful for some mild December temperatures.
Read full commentPosted in Temperate December, variations
Very entertaining. I can
Posted on Thu, 29 Dec 2022
Very entertaining. I can picture the little elf on his fag break (smoking stunts your growth...apparently). If only we could freeze Buble and Piers Morgan.
Perfect little tale for the rabbit hole. I do need a break from Mentour Pilot and...
Read full commentPosted in In-between Days
Thank you so much Di for
Posted on Wed, 28 Dec 2022
Thank you so much Di for remembering his name! I've been trying to write about him but I don't want to trivialise his many qualities. He was almost fifteen and I don't actually feel too sad, it's more that he was part of my confidence because he...
Read full commentPosted in Winter Light
That made me laugh..a lot,
Posted on Wed, 28 Dec 2022
That made me laugh..a lot, especially the end, naked pictures from middle-aged people, wtaf. You're brave. Weatherspoons frozen peas. We've come so far since the creepy ads in the back of the local paper and it's even more cringe.
Read full commentPosted in The Tinder Date (Tinder is the night)
It sounds like you have
Posted on Sat, 24 Dec 2022
It sounds like you have wonderful memories of Christmas with your family.
Read full commentPosted in My Parents Last Christmas
The fresh raw beauty can be
Posted on Thu, 17 Nov 2022
The fresh raw beauty can be an eye-watering burden, far more relaxing to fade into the seasons, especially with stars and moon to light the way. Magical poem Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in To A Brand New Day
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