Napowrimo

  • Extra

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    Imagine that everything  had a layer of cling  film. Held taut as a drum  against you. So everything had At…

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  • Blank

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    I haven’t written a poem in ages. My pen sticks to sketching, My words have gone dark. I’ve not been…

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  • Dial

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    They turned the volume down, I think? It suddenly all went dim And I remember thinking its not me, it…

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  • Poetic panic

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         There’s a special kind of terror When you’re lying on the beach And you’re suddenly aware that your child…

    ≻: Poetic panic
  • Parked

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    I have an itch, I have a scratch I sometimes wonder if I can match My old ways, my triumphs,…

    ≻: Parked