Finally a name

There lives in my head, a poem I first read at school. It’s one of the few things I have perfectly memorised… Most of the things I have memorised are for practical reasons – my NI number as I knew damn well that I’d never be able to keep a single piece of paper safe […]

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Night Mares

I started the day without a care in the world. The sun was trying to push its way through, I had very little on my rota, work was quickly done and my final solo leg homewards bound felt like a good to be alive day. I cranked up the radio and kept my foot on […]

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Defining Boundaries

Yesterday was a day put aside for play but rain put paid to that. Instead it turned into a good day’s work, with myself and C laying down the underpinning structure for our next project together. I guess that’s the thing when you decide you’re going to speak to Old Gods… They like to hold […]

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Boy’s Toys…

There’s something about a tidy room, that just lures me into making a mess… Yesterday morning I see the carpet for about half an hour before it becomes buried under woodchips. I like to carve wands, I never use them, but I like to sit and while away time that way and see where my […]

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Writes and Wrongz

Today I’m feeling pretty chuffed with myself as the 22nd and final poem for the D. O. is done and dusted… Though I’m not quite sure what I’ll do tomorrow… I know what needs to be done but it’s a new phase and the phase just done had its own rituals and rhythms that won’t […]

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Forgotten Flowers

Sifting through my emails, I find one from 5 years ago, addressed to myself… The subject line reads FPO… I’m puzzled as to what that could be. No doubt at the time it made perfect sense to me… I wonder why I’m such an idiot when it comes to filing my own things. When I […]

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Busting the Myth

Foraging through photos, this morning, I stumbled across the first hedgehog visitor that I managed to snap in my garden… A week prior to this Mr S had been boo hoo hooing about the total annihilation of all his new plants by the resident slugs. I was more than ready to go to war with […]

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