Tag Archives: belonging

Carpe Diem’s “Kamishibai” #8 …my neighborhood …

Posted on January 12, 2014 by Michael

It is five am and as I stand at my back door and look out into the silent world of my neighbourhood the singing of so many birds fills my ears. They chorus the dawning of a new day. The … Continue reading →

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D’verse – Looking Back – Looking Forward

Posted on January 9, 2014 by Michael

My chosen style is  – Getting Tight in there – 55 word poem my journey was long moments of hesitation doubt it would be my pleasure you said your door, welcoming I knocked deep breath relax face to face smile … Continue reading →

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Poem 80

Posted on January 8, 2014 by Michael

Early morning, Silence, Save for the bird’s chorus And your soft breathing beside me. My refection time The coming day, the day before. I smile recalling last night Your call ‘Come to Bed.’ I enter our darkened room Music playing, … Continue reading →

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D’verse – 127

Posted on January 7, 2014 by Michael

You must have felt naked Standing there Having exposed your soul to me.   What was left that you might hide? Every sinew of you was broken Only your shell was recognisable.   No amount of reaching out No amount … Continue reading →

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Poem 78

Posted on January 6, 2014 by Michael

‘You must make me laugh,’ she said. ‘I expect at least one occasion during the day Where I shall at least giggle, From something humorous you have said.’ I was concerned I am not a funny person My dour personality … Continue reading →

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Sunday Photo Fiction – To Hover

Posted on January 6, 2014 by Michael

I don’t know for how long it was that I had the sensation of you hovering over me. There were times when I appreciated you being there, like some sort of guardian angel but there comes a time when I … Continue reading →

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Poem 77 – Hi Mum

Posted on January 5, 2014 by Michael

Hi Mum I cleaned out the old cupboard yesterday A cupboard where stuff from over the years Had been had been dumped and much forgotten.   In an old Sunbeam iron box I found all your sympathy cards Dad had … Continue reading →

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Poem 77 – Saturday

Posted on January 5, 2014 by Michael

Saturdays are lazy days, No work But there is the shopping The washing Reading and of course writing. Clean the house, maybe Cook for next week, maybe Catch up with kids Share a meal or two A time to reflect … Continue reading →

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Poem 76 – Old Muddie

Posted on January 2, 2014 by Michael

An old stoneware pot Lays discarded in one corner A half carved doll The product of one short Moment of creativity, Lays discarded wrapped in a cage of cobwebs.   Old Muddie’s boots, worn and in need of stitching Serve … Continue reading →

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Poem74 – My Uncle Jack

Posted on January 1, 2014 by Michael

My Uncle Jack Lived most of his life In solitude on Briers Hill, Way out of Ogleton.   I once asked Uncle Jack about politicians, Much to my regret:   ‘They’re all arseholes the lot of them Silly buggers sitting … Continue reading →

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