Inspiration point (IP)

For this week's Inspiration Point : You pick up an old book, and a piece of paper falls out. Is it a poem written long ago, a treasure map, family history, a recipe, a letter unsent, a Spell, or ancient shopping list maybe...

I look forward to reading where this might take you, and hpe you have fun

Inspiration point

Jewels in the Tarmac (IP)

A treasured time when school is out, morning lie-ins, laze about; those treasured days, start of new terms, Mum’s ‘window’ 9-3 returns. A treasured time when health’s renewed,

My First Kiss

One of the only decent memories I have of him.

cherries

on my apron, hung, one bow missing. glass bowl cradling three apples. my scarf and his crumpled on the table empty box of green jasmine tea, his. tete-a-tetes in too small a pot, mine.

Together Alive

It finally hit me that I would never see him again when I took a scoop of dirt and put it onto his casket. As I did so, I started to cry. It was the...

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I behold the blank page eying me From its right angled corners Tunnelling my vision into its Bare expressionlessness Perfect lines are on its surface Begging to be intruded by

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