SOLO SAIL, on a ship full of hearts

  When we to time wish, wings do not carry all words so I to promise must desist, faith is fickle feathers on fragile birds. If love to hearts hold then hearts be more than one must for not is love a concrete mould; stilled the river bed whose reeds rot to rust. When we […]

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CALIFORNIAN SPARK

Here in parks in Paris, France, I potter through a past so old and cold that it cannot be parted, we cannot easily outrun our own ruins while Cali beckons me with her rock and roll band; those make-me-feel-good brothers and sisters since seduced back to their former States and somewhere, in between, the loneliness […]

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JOURNEYS, PART 17, THE BRIGHT RED ROSE

Rough round that rose bordered hem we ran, regardless of where her skirts did scurry, no fretting to the fraying of her fringes, never noticing how nimble had turned to not-so nifty above that border of red roses, oh so pretty… We carried you, like a child, that day, winter now withered as the bark […]

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SLOW FALLING, day 30 of A Month with Yeats

  I can’t believe this is it! 30 poems in 30 days inspired by Ireland’s greatest poet W.B Yeats. A poetry challenge created by the brilliant Jane Dougherty. Today is day 30 of this wonderful, inspiring, breathtaking adventure created by Jane Dougherty entitled A Month with Yeats. The final quote comes from the poem ‘The […]

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BORDERED IN, day 14 of A Month with Yeats

  It’s day 14 of A Month with Yeats coming to you from a wet, wild and rather wintery -2 degrees of Stockholm. Today’s quote from the genius of Jane Dougherty is: ‘That you, in the dim coming times, may know how my heart went with them after the red-rose-bordered hem.’ —W.B. Yeats. Jane’s blog […]

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