Dock leaves

Flo, you are safe in the dock leaves

Learning to avoid the nettles

or sensing placebo effects

working, in real time, are breakthroughs

Ready now, Flo? I’ll throw your stick

Echoes of dock leaves will be old

news in the rush of excitement

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Hi - My thanks goes to Samantha Terrell for publishing this: https://samanthaterrell.weebly.com/shine-poetry-series/sept18-stephen-paul-w...

Entering the metal-walled room felt like passing through to another world - it felt unearthly. High-pitched beeps were inaudible. They...

New poem accepted by Culture Matters: https://culturematters.org.uk/index.php/arts/poetry/item/4595-1978?fbclid=IwZXh0bgNhZW0CMTAAAR0f7Vj...