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Wins
A grassy climb confronts us. Lakeland but out on a limb. We pass brawny, parked heather and pick a purple flower to adorn your coral...
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Mes filles et Moi
We are turtle doves, standing on the Arc. We can hear clocks, spun from the Sacred Heart. We see the lattice, an iron arrow. We fleck the...
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Openness
Theirs is a great Openness. A space of generosity. They always walk the talk. My parents and their open fields. The openness of their...
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The smallest part
To hear the smallest part of His voice is Heaven taking root in our hearts The One who gave us air The Lord, Heir of all things The air...
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David
A poem for the sweetest Uncle a man can wish for....David sadly passed away this week xx David thank you God for David this gentle man...
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In a few days
Light rain fell on us from clouds that were not thought of as we walked and talked. Choosing white or gold or both was our game. The...
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Two Jacks
My teddy bear, Jack, is named after my Grandad. He bought it for me on the day I was born. Grandad emigrated to South Africa for a while....
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Sunshine porridge
It must be haiku o'clock! --- Breakfast in high chairs made me adept at dodging morsels of sunshine The spoon choo choo train sometimes...
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Victoria
Our hands and blue eyes are copies. Were twin water bodies their sacs? Our membranes are tethered in time. Did these aids store love in...
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The red road
The red road becomes our ski slope when its bricks are hidden by ice. Sledging, we scratch silver sheets and feel our laughter and...
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Haiku for Sarah
I see God’s beauty in your eyes of paradise. Then, stillness strikes me. The peace of the world waits for the sun’s upper rim to break...
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Barking wavefronts
Cherishing some time on the beach with dear Rosie: Barking wavefronts I hear chords as we sit on beach stones and absorb wavefront barks...
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Simulation and stimulation
Mum took me to the dome on Baker Street. The sky was like charcoal above my seat. The starry dots were copies from my books and Mum set...
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Joe Montana
Happy 2021 All! Just sharing a poem I wrote for my Bro on his birthday in 2020: Joe Montana Joe Montana, Jerry Rice and the other 49ers....
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Calling
Have you heard her speak? The surmounter Her voice is more discernible these days The silencer’s gone She speaks freely in sentences...
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The wisest garment
In memory of John Marsh 26th December 1947 - 30th August 2020 The wisest garment We chewed the fat over many years with friendship set on...
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Mayday
Visiting your smart, light domain with the tidy desks Admiring your typed, filed reports in their cabinets This is a country of its own...
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The ice-cream afternoon that I remember in August
Here is a re-worked poem based on some words that I wrote a long while ago: The ice-cream afternoon that I remember in August The cancer...
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One phase
Loving you dear ones, seems to let impossibles fill my heart freely. Oil and water truely mix. The artistry, the newness.
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Children enter the world
Cymbals sound Infantes intrant mundum Your mustered credence displays lions All lined up, delivering Hours nip Along passageways of Time...
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