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All poetry, prose and pictures posted here, except where otherwise stated, is my own, and may only be used elsewhere with my expressed permission. Please don't be inhibited from correcting my bloopers and making suggestions: Most of what I post here is instant, ill-considered and off-the-cuff, in serious need of editing.


Strange computer — bewitched, bothered and bewildered I can’t get into my email, so there will be about a gazillion to read and/or delete by the time I get home.  I can’t find the WordPress reader either, so I haven’t … Continue reading

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Food, Glorious Food

  Image from Google   I’ve written many perfumed poems, including my favourite A Smelly Poem and I don’t want to re-cover old ground, so here are a couple of  little senryu for Grace’s prompt at dVerse, to drizzle our … Continue reading

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  The sun rose ─ we rejoiced to see it ─ winter miseries on the way out, albeit late and slow. It didn’t get much better as the days went past. Some days hope rose with the sun. As July … Continue reading

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Girls’ night for film and popcorn Jock’s away, and K very kindly fetched me for a girls’ night in at the Mill It was a beautiful evening and the garden was full of colour and bees, so I took lots … Continue reading

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Threnody for Common Sense

  Politics is a dirty game of lies, exaggeration and skulduggery, obnoxious scaremongering in our name wielded with crass stupidity. Britain’s going back to the nineteenth century in splendid isolationist misnomer. We must pick up the pieces in the aftermath … Continue reading

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No, I haven’t made a typo reversed letters like a tyro ─ a sniglet is what I meant not a seedy undergarment. A sniglet is a useful word for something which lacks a name, like thingamajig, whatjamacallit thingamabob hoojamaflip or … Continue reading

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Summer is icumen in (and out and in and out again)

             British Library Harley 978folio 11v Summer has hiccups this year. Two sunny days tempt us to shed the odd layer, put up the canopy, lunch in the garden; then ten days of drear most … Continue reading

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Monsoon – a Haibun

  A New Year ’s Day trip to an artist’s studio-cum-café on Praslin,  Seychelles saw us waiting at a bus stop when the monsoon started in earnest.  Machine gun bullets rained down on us in our shorts, tee shirts and … Continue reading

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Heron embroidery

Jock seems to be getting quicker at these embroideries:  it only seems five minutes since he finished the goslings. The idea for this one came from an advertiseent in the Radio Times. courtship or antagonism ruffled feathers suggest a fight … Continue reading

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Forgot to take the camera today which is a shame, as while lunching at Pirou, the sea was sparkling in the sun and we were gifted with the sight of a trotter being trained along the shoreline.  In default of … Continue reading

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Metrical Mood

Victoria Slotto is talking about meter for dVerse Meeting the bar today. Meter to me is not so much a discipline of choosing the number of beats or type of foot, but of bringing musicality to a poem.  I am, … Continue reading

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Ode to the ordinary

  For the comfort of familiarity the relaxation of wild hilarity the consolation of whimsicality we give thanks. For the drab routine of boring mundanity the culture shock of harsh reality the discomfort we feel at crass inanity we close … Continue reading

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A Hero – Collins Sestet

  Champion of the right of men to dignity and freedom, when his evil enemies prevailed, imprisoned him, his work reviled. Captive for so many years his people mourned with bitter tears. Around the world opinion sweetened, wicked autocrats were … Continue reading

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Scrap Happy Quadrille

Guilty Quilty Quadrille I confess, to buying fabric yesterday though my oversized scrap bin spills a glorious coloured fabric-fall crying out for use in another scrap quilt.. I couldn’t resist the siren lure of the jewel hues of textile shouting … Continue reading

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A true love story

  Waiting for Jock in Leclerc car park the other day, an old lady caught my eye on the escalator in front of me. Tight white permed curls, apron, anorak and sensible shoes she turned her head, pursed her lips … Continue reading

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