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  • Rescue

    Rescue

    My eyes are declining My body a mess I stumble and stutter So much I confess But recently I find I can and do fly I glide and I swoop And I don’t even try I’m freed of that weight The Marley chain drag I don’t have that effort I have no white flag If…

  • Il pleut

    Il pleut

    How much rain can fall in a night? If it pours down Will we be washed Up? As flood levels rise And we rub our tired eyes Will ducks paddle past our tea cups? Is Noah our hero to yearn for An action man armed with an oar Will brollies and gumboots be top of…

  • nuts (and bolts)

    nuts (and bolts)

    I’m pondering resolutions…why we make them, whether I will this year, you know, the usual drill…and it occurs to me that my life is pretty well stuck together after a pretty hard year. Yay. But it’s just stuck together with tape, duck tape holds us together (literally in some cases) … My aim this year…

  • Velocity

    Velocity

    How do you move forward? Do you leap, jump or stride, Push off with full strength And effortlessly glide. Or Are you scratchy and tetchy And often annoyed At the friction, Inaction, All vectors destroyed, By the dragging and freezing And total imbalance That dogs you, And mugs you, And leaves you awry. Still, you’ll…

  • Patina

    Patina

    Any really interesting surface Is made of different layers And each layer is a lifetime Then burnt back to the quick. The bumps, the dents, the feelings Ripped open then remade. Run deep, below the topcoat. And that is why I stayed.