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My Little Bro

Recalcitrant Defiant Pig-headed and stubborn (aren’t they the same thing?) Trampling through the delicate gardens Of other peoples’ feelings Never listening to warnings He’s been told Told in cursive, italic and bold Told in asides, whispered and loud He’s been … Continue reading

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Message Me

Royal Mail Air-Mail Snail-Mail E-mail Changes seen Since those long-ago days Of pen-pals Worldwide. Now my pen’s put away Used only for cards At Christmas For weddings And birthdays Replaced by DMs And tweets Less to say. 37 words written … Continue reading

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Beam Me Aboard

Remember the days When boldly we’d go Where none before us had ventured With Kirk to captain us And Spock as First Officer With Chief Med – now what was his name? McCoy, that’s right, the real one! And Scotty … Continue reading

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What a View

It’s knee trembling Leg wobbling Spine shaking Skin sweating Mind numbing Terrifying… Yet breath-taking 14 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Breath-taking

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Green Grows the Leaves of Spring

She had grown Oh my, how she’d grown But up, not out or down I feared she’d never now fit in her gown A new outfit for her A dress all in shades of green The most beautiful dapple ever … Continue reading

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Tick Tock

Hearing the clock The slow tick-tock The minute-by-minute Move of the hands Inexorable, the slip of the sands Countdown to tragedy Oh woe, alas, what’s to become of me A noose awaits me on the morrow A noose that will … Continue reading

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Sixth Out From The Sun

Jo deemed it utterly unfair. It wasn’t his fault if he came across as cold, remote, unfriendly. It was down to his birth order and he’d had no control over that. Three older sisters, and two brothers, the sixth child … Continue reading

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To My Would-Be Valentine

Oh would-be lover, I entreat No more of your rough-hewn poems without meat I tire of this naïve talk of the moon And how you swoon It’s altogether too jejune 30 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Jejune

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Listen to Me

Don’t speak to me of your spending-spree Nor your vacation by the sea Truth, my dear, I fail to see What reasons for your fanciful glee Overspent The bank’s not going to relent They’ll charge you double Their fees will … Continue reading

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I Blame That Op

The world can go spin The neighbours make whatever their din The vicar commit his endless sin Cos I’m telling you, Jimmy That full frontal lobotomy Was the very end of me Until that op I didn’t have this apathy … Continue reading

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