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Christmas spirit

Carollers sing Tra-la-la Dashing over hills Decking halls Amid winter snows As three ships come sailing On a holy night While in Bethlehem A child is born And here on a cold, wintry street happy voices greet Smiling faces who... Continue Reading →

Christmas Sells!

Christmas tills loudly ring Calling louder than the pealing of church bells Ka-ching! Christmas cheer Is in short supply In the aisles I fear As people push and pull And shout and mutter In hordes descending For the food that... Continue Reading →

#OctPoWriMo 2019 #3 Hiatus

Strength and weakness Joy, hope, despair, pain Fear, love and desire All wrapped up inside This hollow emptiness It gives and takes away It is everything And nothing at all The ultimate symbol Of life

Etchings on Time’s Face #NaPoWriMo2019 #3

Grey streak amongst the brown Laughter lines or small frown Lines that tell the tale Of emotions and life spent From childhood to middlehood We hurry through First school days Then workdays Weekends and holidays All gone in a blink... Continue Reading →

Shadows and Silhouettes #NaPoWriMo2018 07

Shadows and silhouettes Of empty promises From bitter hearts and minds They will not hurt me My spirit rises above them Carried aloft by my love

Sally

Whilst never technically freed, Sally was permitted to leave Monticello after Jefferson's death, to live with her sons in Charlottesville, probably by Jefferson's daughter Martha Jefferson Randolph. Jefferson kept each of the six children as slaves until they came of age, at which point he freed them one by one.

The Death of Self Esteem

I'm really not interested! Said his mother to the child And a light was dimmed Behind hurting eyes Rather silence and hiding away A lifetime of secrets kept away An end to childish play No more running to show Or... Continue Reading →

Memories (a palindrome)

Memories Remembering I sit, wondering Reflecting, reliving Days gone by Forever past, not lost Bygone days Reliving, reflecting Wondering, I sit Remembering Memories

#29 OctPoWriMo – Villanelle

Crying at the Moon I stood late last night Staring up to the moon The stars shone e'er so bright Hard not to believe such a sight Could grant any wish or boon I stood late last night I stood... Continue Reading →

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