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17 April: Found Poetry (Remixed)
17 April page 78 It is a song, freedom from depth is height. It is fullness of heart. It is comfort and comforted, and the old remembered. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. This is the start of new series…
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15 April: NaPoWriMo – Pizza
Of Myth and Mozzarella This great human reverence,that we will call a pizza,that scatters laureates’ wordsto spark and kindle flamesin overheated ovens. Stone-baked.Oregano perfumed,and for the love of basil,heavenly ripe tomatoes.In spite of ones hungry heart, I plead a thousand-foldfor a knife sharp enough toslice through this ecstasy.This angel gate.This ecliptic circle. FEED ME! Written…
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16 April: NaPoWriMo
Quietness Why not always.I will be the calmness of the sea, where I will unravel your knots.I will be the daughter of high tide, and you will be my window. Why not always,for your wading and for your washing. Why not alwaysbe in my high waters running deep, and rebel wild. Why not alwaysin a…
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16 April: A Six – Part: 5 Out of the Frying Pan
Previous instalments of this story: Part 1: The Pull Back Part 2: The Measure of Her Part 2: The Gatekeeper’s Response Part 3: The Colour of Walls Part 4: Tectonic Shifts Part 5: Out of the Frying Pan Part 6: How to Break Eggs Part 7: A Moon River Part 8: Starlight Shines on the Roof Part 9: Before When Part: 9.1 Flower Power At an Intersection Named…
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16 April: Found Poetry (Remixed)
16 April page 76 Empty your heart, and rise to meet the air. Listen to who you are, you are born from night’s stillness. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. This is the start of new series of “remixed” Found…
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15 April: Found Poetry (Remixed)
15 April page 74 Pity turtles rushing the sea. They carry secrets and songs of the forest. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. This is the start of new series of “remixed” Found Poetry sourced from the book The Prophet,…
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14 April: NaPoWriMo
It’s All in the Delivery Dead centre in the middle of the intersection at Rue Norvins and Place de Tertre, a delivery van stops. The driver takes no notice of the traffic queueing ahead or behind him, the hysteria, the ear-pinpricking gibberish, the honking horns and shaking fists. He unloads 3 cases of wine and…
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14 April: Found Poetry (Remixed)
14 April page 73 In these dead waters without a rudder, to wander, stagger and sink to the bottom like a weak tongue. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. This is the start of new series of “remixed” Found Poetry…
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13 April: NaPoWriMo
A friend said to me this morning, Go out for lunch – somewhere with wood and leather … and something else that I can’t remember because I was suddenly drowning in the scent of wood and leather. And I replied with something about a leather jacket and a lumber yard and a packed lunch, but…
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13 April: Found Poetry (Remixed)
13 April page 72.1-3 Time is measureless. Adjust your hours to flow. Memory is today’s dream, so scatter the stars with the future. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. This is the start of new series of “remixed” Found Poetry…
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