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Whiskey and wet pine cones.

Late last night I took a new bottle of whiskey outside and sat under the pine tree with the low branches in the back garden. Rain came on, fine rain...
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Cherry

Flute has no bottom.

“So then, this is life. It's not quite what I expected" said the one I had decided to call Flute on account of his floaty, melodic voice. "What...
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Old Man Of Storr

Old Man Of Storr does not hide, He carries the weight that shapes This land, his silence gets carried On zephyrs breezes with wisdom, Rock cannot...
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Poem of the week

Land of Hope and Fury

Rant Photo is faked, from several different images. It is not a real place.
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Time Lords

The breath of gentle whispers between parallel worlds spins a silver mist across the meadow. A place where muffled wonder will soon be witnessed...
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Cherry

A still moment.

This quiet evening, just as darkness swallows up what remains of a long, grey afternoon, I stand by the open window looking out over the garden and...
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Cherry

The shock of abrupt re-entry into civilization …

…after Purbeck! … The journey down to the Purbeck Peninsula when we arrived each time was through lovely countryside, … Short car-chain-ferry back … to concentrated civilization …
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No Going Back

No Going Back Life itself is a one way ticket often comprising of changes that are forever. True, in a physical sense we can retrace our steps, but...
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Cherry

Renting Alone

I don’t hoover every web between the kitchen and the back door. Jeff hangs between radiator and washing machine, hammock-bound, tiny headphones,...
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