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‘Okay, okay great! I’ll go and fetch it.’ Clare left the medical room with her heart racing. She was so worried that something would stand in her way...
Marni looked as if she were about to cry, she gathered up her handbag and stood up just as another Mexican wave swept across the stadium. She’d only...
They linked arms and walked through the turnstiles. The crowd was already singing, the din of thousands of voices bouncing around inside the stadium...
This reminds me of a rich, still life oil painting, each time you look at it, you see something different. A beautifully verdant, quiet journey into a dream.
Brilliant ending. I hadn't heard the word ecocide before. It feels hopeless but as Di-Hard said, that is the worst, most defeatist way to address it. My kids are adults now, I worry for their kids. People come into the garden centre where I work...
I felt this lowering my blood pressure. Your poem has class, grace and an element of nocturnal escapism. I wish I had the stamina to stay awake all night and be a part of this magic world.
Beautiful tribute to our native trees which are themselves like planets when they become mature. This has such a sense of the magic of winter to it. You can most definitely feel the earth's pulse through an oak limb, I have felt it many times...
It's so clever how you've communicated the pre-deluge drama. I love it when the dark clouds gather, everything goes quiet and the land is so thirsty. There is an otherwordly feel to this atmosphere and then, as you have desribed here, a patina of...
Wonderful poem. So depressing that this has happened in such a short space of time. Many companies, governments simply making noises about tackling climate change and yet the amount of plastic in the industry I work in is frankly mind boggling...
Beautiful and fitting tribute to three delightful flowers. I love 'fairy skirt' I have a few in a damp patch which they love, even a white one amoung the snakey purples, they really are otherwordly flowers. And those wood anenomes matt-white...
Lovely cute poem Jenny. It's hard to believe we felt like that once but the stars are still there for us, bright and unchanging. I think you're right that if we think hard enough we can still feel that way. I love 'absorbed vitality with...
Interesting how people leave litter just feet away from bins. It's almost as if they are trying to make a point but they don't think about what actually happens to their litter afterwards. The road I drive to work in South Oxfordshire it...
One of those pieces which had
Posted on Sat, 27 Nov 2021
One of those pieces which had the rare effect of making me feel as if I was being squeezed while reading but in a good way. It's divine.
Read full commentPosted in Yew
This reminds me of a rich,
Posted on Wed, 24 Nov 2021
This reminds me of a rich, still life oil painting, each time you look at it, you see something different. A beautifully verdant, quiet journey into a dream.
Read full commentPosted in A Secret Garden
Brilliant ending. I hadn't
Posted on Tue, 16 Nov 2021
Brilliant ending. I hadn't heard the word ecocide before. It feels hopeless but as Di-Hard said, that is the worst, most defeatist way to address it. My kids are adults now, I worry for their kids. People come into the garden centre where I work...
Read full commentPosted in ECOCIDE
I felt this lowering my blood
Posted on Thu, 18 Nov 2021
I felt this lowering my blood pressure. Your poem has class, grace and an element of nocturnal escapism. I wish I had the stamina to stay awake all night and be a part of this magic world.
Read full commentPosted in The Solitude of Sleep
Beautiful tribute to our
Posted on Tue, 16 Nov 2021
Beautiful tribute to our native trees which are themselves like planets when they become mature. This has such a sense of the magic of winter to it. You can most definitely feel the earth's pulse through an oak limb, I have felt it many times...
Read full commentPosted in Thoughts Of An Oak Tree's Spirit
It's so clever have you've
Posted on Mon, 09 Aug 2021
It's so clever how you've communicated the pre-deluge drama. I love it when the dark clouds gather, everything goes quiet and the land is so thirsty. There is an otherwordly feel to this atmosphere and then, as you have desribed here, a patina of...
Read full commentPosted in suddenly
Wonderful poem. So depressing
Posted on Tue, 20 Apr 2021
Wonderful poem. So depressing that this has happened in such a short space of time. Many companies, governments simply making noises about tackling climate change and yet the amount of plastic in the industry I work in is frankly mind boggling...
Read full commentPosted in just deserts
Beautiful and fitting tribute
Posted on Mon, 19 Apr 2021
Beautiful and fitting tribute to three delightful flowers. I love 'fairy skirt' I have a few in a damp patch which they love, even a white one amoung the snakey purples, they really are otherwordly flowers. And those wood anenomes matt-white...
Read full commentPosted in White stars and meadow bells
Lovely cute poem Jenny. It's
Posted on Tue, 20 Apr 2021
Lovely cute poem Jenny. It's hard to believe we felt like that once but the stars are still there for us, bright and unchanging. I think you're right that if we think hard enough we can still feel that way. I love 'absorbed vitality with...
Read full commentPosted in Before We Kissed Goodnight
Interesting how people leave
Posted on Mon, 05 Apr 2021
Interesting how people leave litter just feet away from bins. It's almost as if they are trying to make a point but they don't think about what actually happens to their litter afterwards. The road I drive to work in South Oxfordshire it...
Read full commentPosted in Littering in the Time of the New National Labour Government (It's Cleanup Time!) : Part 2
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