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Yellow Warning

sky melts pelts and helter skelts roads river drains spout streamspit surge and gutterspill down down down now soilsilt slithers fields edge under hedge fillditch flowthick redrun clayslips sheen and sheet waterrope Axe roars in narrows before the burst to … Continue reading

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she paints the many-petalled poppy

I’ve been guest blogger on a friend’s site: O is for Georgia O’Keeffe, Artist, #AtoZ Challenge 2017

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Mr Brough   

brisk                sharp has been elbow deep in me I imagine my intestines          lilac blue and steaming gently in the unexpected air unravelled they can stretch the whole way round a tennis court they told us that in school … Continue reading

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I  will make shift

make              shift move              build carry let the making           move me the songs lift I will shape the space watch the light          dapple my placemaking involved         inloved I will find the blessing in it Jan Dean

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things I took and things I left

tea by the window watching a blackbird chuck moss clumps from a gutter beakful after beakful dregs the air on West Walk cold bright as minted silver the sea fraying at its lace edges no footprints the colour of that … Continue reading

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Overheard in the newsagent’s

it’s like that woman ………………….Carla something her with the monogrammed eyebrows I know exactly who ………………….and what she means……………………………….love how that dropped stitch information has been ravelled up ……………….afresh my mother did that ………………..always fitting new words …………………………….to the closest … Continue reading

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lovesong for a sleeping child

when I have combed and carded all the clouds I’ll weave a greywhite blanket for your bed   when I have ravelled up the sky I’ll spin the silk of it to soft blue sheets   and all the sun … Continue reading

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