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f(lower)

April 19, 2018May 2, 201816 Comments

dark crocus at the edge of time brings awful omen to this wistful soul   Am American sentence for Real Toads list prompt and a submission for NaPoWriMo Day 19   Autumn crocus

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divine feminine

April 18, 2018May 2, 201827 Comments

god told me to do this question this thing   'fashioned in his image'   never really worked for me even though i'm a he too   so i concluded he wasn't and set about learning how to be her now     I'm prompting in The Garden this morning, asking folks to write about … Continue reading divine feminine

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UNTOLD

April 17, 2018May 2, 201816 Comments

i wrote this for you but i don't know who you are so i guess it must be for me   although the problem remains the same   to remedy this i have begun peeling back the layers of accumulated time-tinged paper that create   masks of stories of who you are of who i … Continue reading UNTOLD

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clay play

April 16, 2018May 2, 201820 Comments

i have always been a seeker what i didn't know though was that i'd been hiding too who knew it was a game for one?   Day 16 of NaPoWriMo and all is tickety-boo in the garden, where i am hanging out all month. Rommy suggests that for today's prompt, we should write a poem … Continue reading clay play

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American Sentence

April 15, 2018May 2, 201812 Comments

  birdsong outside my window bombs fall like rain again on Syria   Gillena asks us to distil a quote froma  selection of poems by François Villion and build a poem from there....as always this month I'm hanging with the toads My chosen line is "So, shifting winds turn to storm."

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it’s not you it’s me

April 14, 2018May 2, 201818 Comments

foundation's gone unless we make-up time for that brave face to crumble   Day 14 of NaPoWriMo and this morning feels like a wall. Marion woos us with some chilled toons from Carla Morrison. I'm not sure the muse picked up the vibe this morning as an American sentence flowed out which can be read … Continue reading it’s not you it’s me

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how to make a poem

April 12, 2018May 2, 201818 Comments

  find somewhere to lie down close your eyes not so tight relax... listen... breathe... everything you need is in this moment but you must be the one to decide what not to write or think even and so allow the magic of the morning dew to form words of it's own let the wind … Continue reading how to make a poem

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w(ou)nd

April 11, 2018May 2, 201822 Comments

there is a (w)hole where no memories reside and there i must go now   Kerry ask us to use the phrase 'long ago rooms' as our departure point for the Micro Poetry prompt at Toads, where I am hanging all month. This is day 11 of NaPoWriMo too and I am glad of the … Continue reading w(ou)nd

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09:22 10/04/2018 101

April 10, 2018May 2, 201821 Comments

it's one of those days when numbers don't make sense or seem to matter anyhow 08:45 10/4/2018 15 words   to what end for what purpose other than to write 08:46 10/04/2018 26 words   whilst they have no meaning they push me anyway prison guards of time towards an agreed point in the space … Continue reading 09:22 10/04/2018 101

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untitled poem

April 9, 2018May 2, 201819 Comments

a mouthful of granola and a sip of strong coffee then wait   nothing at all   morning's meditation has cleared no path through the forest of thoughts   perhaps this is one of those 'if you don't think it will come' moments but I catch the thought about not thinking and realise I can't … Continue reading untitled poem

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