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nodding acquaintance

a foxglove that I never plantedbut was pleased to see in leaf last yearis tall now….. and dark pinkbees visit…… sliding their fuzzy arsesinto the snug pipes of the flowersreading the secret codes of pollen I see it from my … Continue reading

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March Paranoia

I think I might have daffodils the whole place is full of them banks……..hedgerows outbursts in fields tete-a-tete in gardens and in window boxes I  keep my distance stay in and  watch the news the world burns with them yellow … Continue reading

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hoarding the bread was not a good idea black mould blue-green penicillium the walls however were inspired so many seeking shelter so many flocking in and now I have them all the lost baffled………..mazed and mine Jan Dean

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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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First snow

first tonguetip flakemelt …..white freckling the blue night so she whirls across the hill …..dances is a blizzard of light …..in this joy of firstness this coming …..was always coming delight or disaster …..welcome it

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Mammoth Tasks, Or – Why The Mammoth Became Extinct.

Eat grass. Eat more grass. Rub tusks on tree trunk. Eat grass. Make huge hairy trumpeting noise With my lovely mammoth trunk – Attract beautiful lady mammoth Make mammoth music together, Make baby mammoths, So that mammoth kind will never … 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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in the partial light of candles we imagine a garden branches delicate with thin spring leaves invite us in but the candles are too tall too stand up straight to be those men slumped that night they were not flames … Continue reading

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Toddler Group – Incarnation

she is storytelling the glory of God in gold annunciation   threads spinning from the messenger shining round and through the frightened girl   which settles to a nub of joy beneath her beating heart   she tells of journey … Continue reading

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Big in the 80’s

I didn’t know until today that Bombus Terrestris was the buff-tailed bumble bee, but I like the thumping heft of it and the drawn out hiss. I will say it often, find ways to Latin drop. I will chant it … Continue reading

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