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April 2018

A Pantoum of Nature #NaPoWriMo2018 22

Birds woke me early this morning Their song rose high and clear I was not annoyed to be woken so Their song was a blessing to my ear. Their song rose high and clear Through the town's urban noise Their... Continue Reading →

The Call of the Green #NaPoWriMo 21

Come, my little one, to the green In the trees, you will be safe All protected, no rack or ruin to harm With gentle air and burbling water Our summer leaves will not fall. We keep our own season within:... Continue Reading →

Rambling on #NaPoWriMo2018 20

I was busy today it's been a hectic morning I'm walking in the road And listening to the traffic Compete with the birdsong Guess who is winning? The day is warm and muggy The clouds look like rain I hope... Continue Reading →

Untitled #NaPoWriMo2018 19

Death breaks away the veil Transitions both living and dead When I was four - but nearly five! I lost my favourite uncle I wept, I cried, hid under a chair! My child's brain learned loss that day But I... Continue Reading →

Country walk musings #NaPoWriMo2018 18

When will the sun learn to shine On the days I'm not working? When will people learn to keep The countryside free of their litter? What awful thing might happen If people took their rubbish home? Why does no one... Continue Reading →

A Chant of Labour and Reward #NaPoWriMo2018 17

Pare the bank and lift the sod Firm it on the ground To reconnect with the peat Push the spade into the black And make the first cut One of many to come The fillers arms await And barrow or... Continue Reading →

Middy and Me #NaPoWriMo2018 16

I am hungry! I can see your desperation Feed me now! I reach for tin and opener I love you, I really do! There you go, enjoy! Go away! I don't need you now Ungrateful wretch! Bah! You are Nothing... Continue Reading →

Mirror Mirror #NaPoWriMo2018 15

Rue the day I do, ere I looked at you Every morning, filled with regret Foolish girl, who listened to you - Listened to an enchanting voice. Enough now of your blandishments! Cease your false compliments and lies! Today I... Continue Reading →

Empty Moon #NaPoWriMo2018 14

I didn't find God on the moon Not a he nor a she did I find Only rocks and shadows did I see. Not an alien to run and hide Only empty rockscape - an alien world That fills our... Continue Reading →

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