Category: journal
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04.03.22 First Daffodil Opened
The Rain Has Gone . . . see the daffodils,morning light shining through them. And there it is.Yellow. Bright as an egg yolk.The colour of ripe wheat. El Dorado. Daffodils are cherubs.Spring lambs. A child’s bright face.Tell us a story! Tell us a story! It’s a colour somewhere betweena blossom and a breeze. Yellow was […]
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7.02.22: Gargoyle
Supermarket Gargoyles Right next to the anti-viralhand gel by the automaticopening doors, standsan elderly security guard. He’s a poker faced manin a buttoned-up uniform,and a shirt bleached whiteand starch-stiffened. Dressed like that, I expecthim to do something whenmy shopping trolly sets offthe security alarm, but no, he just stands there, grim as cold porridge, stony […]
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19.01.22 We Call It Home
We Call It Home This place,this English coastwhere cliffs jut out bonesand prehistoric coloursoversleep in silt, and wherestorm-carved boulders mimicheroes’ heads,and alternate worldslive beneath the sheenof sea, here in this place wherewind cycles into ditchand fells, andstars top the sky likespilt milk. This place is home. Inspired by Linda Hill’s Prompt 18 January #JusJoJan “cycle” Photo by Ana Paula […]
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A Stroll and a Bitch
A Stroll and A Bitch It’s back to the Victorian era.We meet up with friendsfor a “Covid-safe” stroll and a bitch about everything. I’m singing at a funeral tomorrow, she says, and can you believe it, my kid is 2-years old today. Two years locked down with a baby. I can’t breathe if I think […]
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Miz Quickly’s Various Degrees of Green
Various Degrees of Green I hope that I am neverdisappointed in spring,that medical grade neon greenstripped of its mortality it’s noisy and brash, and yet I painted green on the wall to reflect calm and quiet, bring outdoors … In. But spring green is anything but quiet. It’s a noise that pops and pulls at […]
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It’s Just Another Day
Monday!I’ll peel the flint grey from the sky,Walk your dog, as I’ve not one myself,Grant the garden rest from my criticism,And I’ll be kinder, if not dumber,To all your bloody-minded pointless annoyances. Photo by Jon Tyson on Unsplash. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on […]
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Stream of Consciousness Saturday
23 October: Once, well actually it’s happened before, winter’s early bite sunk its cold into my hands and feet. It’s Saturday, although the day doesn’t make much difference, however I suspect the weather took its turn Friday night because for most of that day I’d not turned the heating on, although I did hit the […]
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A Few Days in The New Forest
22 October: I’m back from a few days of splashing around the New Forest (gosh, what a soggy storm that was the other night!), inhaling the fresh air, relishing no crowds, and a bit of exercise. I do love these ponies, who couldn’t care what we humans, hurried and rushing about, are up to or […]
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9 October: A Strange Mildness
The Turn of the Season blessthis mess of leaves these trees rattle andturn to burnt bits leaves curl andclench to themselves crisp and brokenunder some version of sun that no longer warmsthrough glass panes. it’s a blinding opticof strange mildness Photo by Jason Mitrione on Unsplash. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
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4 October 2021: The Man on the Bus
Lost in His Own Desert I travelat the front of the bus,just for the view,and my eyeis caught by a manwho seems lostin his own emptydesert. He looksat his hands, and stares.He’s in a place that’snot the same as me,and he picksat his beard and then at his ears,and speaks loudlyinto the seatnext to him.And I wonder, […]
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