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  • Short

    Short

    So, I’m hopefully joining a haiku poetry group via Facebook…here’s my first draft attempt…be kind I moved here for love Life twists us but I have you So no more I move

  • Level

    Level

    Funny times chez Stitch…shifts in circles, changes in routine, ever growing and developing children, challenges both big and small…so how do you keep an even keel? How do you make sure you are true to yourself? There’s no real answer to that I suppose but things I have learnt this week towards that goal are…

  • Extra

    Extra

    Imagine that everything  had a layer of cling  film. Held taut as a drum  against you. So everything had At least  one extra step One more hurdle for you to fly through. Did I say everything ? I meant everything. From When Eyes open up,  till they close. When I’m Brushing my teeth  When I’m tying…

  • Blank

    Blank

    I haven’t written a poem in ages. My pen sticks to sketching, My words have gone dark. I’ve not been rhyming I’ve not written ditties. It’s brush strokes these days that I work.  Perhaps I have hoisted myself from the depths I really don’t know why I’ve stopped. I think it’s a temporary, interim thing…

  • Kindness

    Kindness

    Originally posted on Stitch This: I mentioned a little while ago that things have not been the most cheerful around here. Well, here a post that is full of happy. As you know, I am away from Stitch Towers visiting my sister. Anyway, in a rare moment of clarity, I booked into a hotel because…