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Day 17 #OctPoWriMo ABC Poem

Admiring the leaves that Autumn tosses to the ground Blowing this way and that before they stick Caught in the grasses that sway to and fro Daylight sun catches them ablaze in glorious technicolour Each one a jeweled marvel of... Continue Reading →

Early Blackbird

She sits on the edge Of the raised bed Only a handspan away Challenging cat and human alike To chase, to speak To stare in awe at her audacity Her brown feathers preened And gleaming in the sunlight Streaking through... Continue Reading →

#OctPoWriMo 2019 #5

Some days the strength is there To rise and dress and go to work Another day, another day And the days roll by Weeks, months, years Until the rut is so deep You cannot even see it - An old... Continue Reading →

#OctPoWriMo 2019 #1 The darkness will not keep me down

When the night is black like pitch, With darkness creeping close; Staining everything it touches, Draining your joy and life Until emptiness is all that remains Remember always A tiny spark a forest fire will alight Its warmth and light... Continue Reading →

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 →

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 →

Under Surveillance

Under constant review Never unobserved Desperate to know Everything I do Retracing my steps Steady observation Utterly concentrated watch Random walk-bys to see - Viewing what is on my screen Every hand movement notifies I'm working, but at what? Lots... Continue Reading →

#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 →

#24 OctPoWriMo – When Lovers Meet

He loved her hair when he saw her first Her back was turned to him He courted her with books And comparing reading lists She wrote love poems for him Which she kept hidden Until a friend convinced her One... Continue Reading →

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