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Thankfulness

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My beautiful blue Jay’s...

My beautiful blue Jay’s feather

Floating little fragile feather fluffy and flimsy
Wondering where on earth it came from in my...

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The Wiggly Worm

The Wiggly Worm

The lean, long, lanky worm wriggly and brown
Pushes hiself up through the earth then slides slowly...

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Never Forgotton

It’s been a while since we came together
Your in our thoughts today and forever
We are still...

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Stay Safe

In isolation we think of others
Mothers fathers sisters and brothers
Whilst sat at home stay...

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That Old Mr.Moon ?

That Old Mr.Moon ?

“Good night Mr. Moon”
as I look up to the skies and glance you in all your glory beaming in my eyes...

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Longingly

A memory holds a special thought , a smile a hug a kiss , that person that you love the most is always...

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~ Do As I Say, NOT As I Do ~

{My beautiful reckless abandon}

~ Do As I Say, NOT As I Do ~

Some years ago, before reputation
Defined my veil ingloriously
I danced in my head...

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My wonderful woodland walk

My wonderful woodland walk

As I walked thru the woodlands I was stopped on my tracks watching children on horseback trotting in...

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A friend

A friend called ,another dropped by,
a friend a friend
My oh my, a friend in jesus ,

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Blindman’s buff

Blindman’s buff

They covered my eyes so I couldn’t see
A bandage of black zero visibility
I was the blindman...

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Just Right

Seven Samurai Strong

Just Right

Shot down justly to relay a pleasing message,
Life was taken to lessen threats to the village....

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Fare thee well, my Irish plate

‘Twas for Corona,
for the peaceful dream this morning,
that you broke,
that I broke...

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My Brilliant Surprise ?

My Brilliant Surprise ?

I opened my bedroom curtains and I couldn’t believe my eyes as they focussed on a telegraph pole I got a...

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My heavenly Dove

My heavenly Dove

“Dear Lord up above please help me understand
Tho I realise this coronavirus was never something...

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Poor Annie Trotter

Poor Annie Trotter

It’s the same every day
at quarter to four
She walks out of the houseand she closes the door...

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This morning

Like mist,
the morning walks
into my waking,
for the moon has left my sky
(she...