I am often on my own
Yet I yearn to be alone
I am often in silent reflection
Yet I long for peace, and quiet
Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Tuesday, 20 October 2015
Monday, 19 October 2015
Club
Someone has to work it out
Fill in the duty roster, allocate the tasks
I put myself down to be the wandering poet
A sort of absent-in-extremis wishy-washy role
Fill in the duty roster, allocate the tasks
I put myself down to be the wandering poet
A sort of absent-in-extremis wishy-washy role
Sunday, 18 October 2015
Good Guys Guide to Getting Going
Yes a frost
Also strong sunlight
Rashers of well grilled bacon
Cups of, sweet & strong, hot tea
Also strong sunlight
Rashers of well grilled bacon
Cups of, sweet & strong, hot tea
Saturday, 17 October 2015
Friday, 16 October 2015
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