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Friday, 11 April 2025

Mon Plaisir

I often return

The house

The lane

The road

The esplanade

The sands

The sea


Undressing

My mind

Step by step

Door by door

Doubt by doubt

Into the present

Out of the past



Thursday, 10 April 2025

Gallops

The body aches

Yet it is the red light

Which stops the motion


In this time

Of deep fakes

I feel authentic


Out we go

With the horses

For all our sakes



Wednesday, 9 April 2025

Treasure Hunts

If and only if

After visiting

Those places

Once again


From childhood

From vacations

From joyful times

And contemplations



Tuesday, 8 April 2025

Deflected Reflections

She lifted

We raised together

However

She travelled further


I twisted

We turned forever

Nevertheless

I tried always to impress



Monday, 7 April 2025

In The Way

Last summer

The conifer had to go

Its very presence

Was affecting the growth

Of a much prettier tree

Why oh why

Where they ever placed

So close together

Now I notice

In January

That the pretty tree

Itself has been trimmed

Several times before

Why oh why

Did they have to fight

For the same space