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The old man ambled along the road Gnarled as the oaks he was passing A much-patched backpack hooked over his shoulders Shoulders already askew from the hump of his back He saw the shoe Looked down at his feet Oh, … Continue reading
I was happy I was Alone I didn’t need anyone Until that virus caused lockdown What you cannot have, you desperately want I couldn’t have touches And hugs And kisses He knew that He played on it Said the words … Continue reading
Summer spent in tweeting Chatting, texting, hot-DMing Work outstanding shifted aside A summer of fun I’ll not deny But autumn brings deadlines Reminds me what I’m supposed to be doing Time to work, to rectify 35 words written for Sammi’s … Continue reading
I stand upon the shore Content the endless sea That kisses my toes Is kissing your toes too 18 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Challenge: Endless
Welcome to Upton Fairy Tours A guide to what lies behind our garden doors Here you’ll find the fairies’ myriad houses Terraced like yours and bought at a bargain Here you’ll find their colourful gardens Full of flowers, fragrant to … Continue reading
His name was Noah A bit of a bore He bought an old boat That didn’t float He patched it, caulked it and sealed it But up got the wind, waves driven before it Which then did steal it. Alas.
You, my love since ancient days, my own soul’s mate I accept, I capitulate From you, my love, I can no longer run My love for you, you’ve once again won And so this oath, ancient and true Forever my … Continue reading
George denied it, of course A merry fellow him, he said, though he seldom did smile He blamed it on his horoscope By which he meant his natal chart, not the daily prediction From the day he read that it … Continue reading
Gunnr’s Well, that’s how we knew it as of old For Gunnr in his Viking days Did drive his dragon-warded ship Into this sea-scoured shore Tongue swollen with the salty pestilence of sea Seeking purity of water unpolluted And there … Continue reading
For me, you are the sun To you, I am your moon Saturn binds us by our feet Neptune weaves our fantasies sweet And Mercury keeps us mentally attuned. Syzygy! 30 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Syzygy