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Poetry Prompt 16 – School Days – Recollections

School days were fool days in many ways I was brought up in a sheltered world Reading and writing was not something I learnt at home But its mysteries taught to me in school. A school beset with its own … Continue reading

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Fairytale Prompt#8 – Strawberries – My Story

In my part of the bush it was common to find wild strawberries growing beside the tracks we followed as we went about our travels to and from the village. My mother was always telling me to stop and pick … Continue reading

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Poetry Prompt 15 – The Meaning of Life – My Son

What’s all about daddy? Why am I here, I’m missing John’s party? Why does it hurt daddy when I breathe? Why am I plugged in, always in this bed?   He asks me these questions, Each day so it seems … Continue reading

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Poetry Prompt 14 – Describe a Smell – My Cat

Phew, my goodness my face is all red, I am sorry to say I think something’s dead.   I have not been so nasally affronted My nose feels like its just been punted.   The aroma is not something to … Continue reading

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Poetics: Those Pesky Questions of Identity – The Man I Am

I am a man, father, friend, lover I could be superman, Mr Universe, Anyone I choose in this space But those who know me would say liar lair pants on fire. As I age I find I am confronted by … Continue reading

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Wordle #8 – Tackas Saves His Girl

I hadn’t see Tackas for some months but I heard him before I saw him. It was clear he was agitated and as he made his way to the bar I could sense a change in him. Clancy ya young … Continue reading

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Sunday’s Feature Artist: Arts & Dolls by Susie McMahon – Mother’s Day

Doll by Susie McMahon I see you still sitting on the sofa You told us it was a settee. Old like you I thought. I watch as you knit The needles slapping together Knit one pearl one Over and over … Continue reading

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Poem 120 – Chrysanthemum

With a bunch in each hand My annual pilgrimage Not so far Just down the road Clear away the debris of the past year Arrange my flowers Fill the pots Remember. You are forever young Spared the ravages of time … Continue reading

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Shadorma Photo Prompt #7 – Shopping –The Bookstore

A shadorma is composed of six non-rhyming lines (sestina or sextet) and the syllable pattern is 3-5-3-3-7-5.   The bookstore Quaint and exclusive Languages Learning I wonder if it’s open yet? A magic place to be.   Puzzling Journeys into … Continue reading

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SoCS May 10/14 – Aunt May

‘entrance.’   My Aunt May loved nothing more than a grand entrance. She had this uncanny ability to turn up to family gatherings ‘fashionably’ late as she called it. She would often waltz in as the entrees were being served, … Continue reading

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