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Touched by Something
Addicted to you, gave out codes but not the keys stop, don’t let me go
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Forgive Don’t Forget
You poppies of Spring, remember my powdered bones kind winds carry home For Poets United, this weeks prompt was Forgiveness. To those men that never came back, we will remember you.
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Compost with Worms and Coffee Grounds
Worms and Ground Coffee I have been busy getting the various compost collections ready for use in the garden. Fortunately, combining coffee grounds into the compost, along with leafmould, and in this case, wood chips, has given a lovely product that will go very well on my new vegetable plot. This supply of compost made…
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All I Have
I would smash in my face if I had a hammer bad enough for you to say sorry for leaving me that night our neighbors watching like they knew something I didn’t then you turned my son against me until he refused to stay over every second Wednesday Sundays till 2 and for all those…
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His Special Ways
Best ye not now judge, this wall a ruse at safety Nightfall shows the gaps
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The Breakfast of Winter
The chatter of youth lay deep in wood and iron released by young flakes
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Memories of Him
He killed ants on the hot bricks one endless summer little pieces of them crushed and stretched cooked under the sun still twitching and their smell like spicy honey was all over his hands and the boy who did this I don’t remember him His DeSoto Deluxe squeaked and rattled going down that dirt road…
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Ground to Ground Logos in labels
Coffee Logo I have been busy handing out stickers for Ground to Ground, that lovely initiative to make better use of coffee grounds for compost and the garden. If you have not yet read the Ground to Ground Primer please check it out. So here I am handing out stickers and wondered if there would…
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The Faith of a Long Lived
We never build boats continents fused together, my men walked across
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Permanence
A sacred text burns ash swirls in Winter storms aloud reads the savage wind
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The Tiny Things
So you forgot some onions the ones on your shopping list and your hair frays in the heat you don’t look like a model someone else won the lottery then become famous but you didn’t you swore you would be like an Angelina it was made to hurt when you stopped eating you were sad…
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Guidance
Told baby to walk, eighteen months later he did The power of words
