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4 March: Found Poetry (Remixed)
4 March pg 26 The trees in your pasture bend, they may live, they may perish, the days and cold nights, are his drink of life. His songs stream of charity. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. This is the…
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3 March: Found Poetry (Remixed)
3 March 25.2 There are those, believers in life, never emptied of joy. Into this space, breathes a smile, a season of giving. 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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2 March: Found Poetry (Remixed)
2 March 25.1 Of giving, be truly of yourself. Tomorrow – tomorrow shall be. Need is a thirst. It scars a heart with fear. 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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1 March: Found Poetry (Remixed)
1 March 23.1-2 Of children, they are Life’s belonging, the earth’s song. They dwell in dreams of you. They are arrows. They are infinite in gladness. They are as rain. 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…
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29 February: A Thursday Door
Bushboy (Brian Dodd) shares photos of doors, but not just any doors. Spectacular doors from his journeys. Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the door on this. I love doors of all sorts. I’ve trawled through my holiday snaps and found a few to share. ©Misky 2023 Shared on X #amwriting @bushboywhotweet and @DAntion
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29 February: for SSS “Nail”
9 Those numbers that perch on fences,at front doors, the number of planets, number combinationson telephone lines like worry beads. They gather in groups of leaves,in Navaratnas, in enneagrams, in graveyards, they call outtheir name in the peal of church bells. They jab at our dreams,in the circles of hell, the muses, at flocks of…
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29 February: Found Poetry (Remixed)
29 February 21.3 Never to stand too near. Look to an oak. Look to a cypress. No grief. No Sorrow. To not grow in your heart’s shadow. 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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28 February: Found Poetry (Remixed)
28 February 21.1-2 Scatter your days to silent memory, be together but let the wind dance as strings of the same music. 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…
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27 February: Found Poetry (Remixed)
27 February 19.3 To melt like a melodyin the night, when too muchsings in my head. To bleed night into dawn with stars. To rest at noonand be worthy of love’s praiseas if you’re a running brook. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not…
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26 February: Found Poetry (Remixed)
26 February 16.3-5 Loveis corn from the husks. A fragmentof your heart’s secrets. But fear is seasonless. So weep,but not all your tears. 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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