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Category: Poetry
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#wdys Simple reminder of a memory of a loved one placed where the two had their rendezvous it was apt the flowers should end up there
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#Socs It’s not that far enough to get the legs moving and the heart pumping that little bit faster A Spot of green Among the urban spread A place you might mistake for A forest at night – with Abundance of homes for squirrels and birds Spots for Sport and Spaces to keep fit as…
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#WDYS Message to the stars Made on a blackboard in bright chalk Mini people look before bedtime at the way they say hello in the Midnight Sky as Stars Make their own message to little un’s below
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written in response to https://athling2001.wordpress.com/2025/05/04/response-jsw-challange-3-31-2025/?_gl=1*12qkszs*_gcl_au*MTA5NTkyMzAzOS4xNzQzNTk1NDg5 You had an idea from the mingling sand gathered around your sandals The expotition short leading to azure waters and happy shellfish and skipping about the golden dunes palm trees the odd green lizard
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#socs #sing #bird wonderous tunes fill the air, as she occupied her spot in the kitchen so much so , they attracted a feathery fan club tapping along to her notes sat on the window sill
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#WDYS #Tanka #Napowrimo Image: Maksym Mazue You might call it a weed but to him – it brings more colour to this patch of green adding a spot of bright sunshine while the other flowers wake up
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#napowrimo #garden #birds up on the roof tiles looking on the space below he sits there waiting eager young small birds hop about their homely nests while he sits there waiting all is quiet below no hoomans appeared meaning no breakfast arrived but listen … is that? a noise on the mat? Coming from human…
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#Napowrimo #Home #Food #Milk #Accident #Cat #Kitchen #Bottle I The floor was covered Could you call it Modern Art ? pic by gravitee ii moggy overjoyed by sight of the creamy stuff pooled on kitchen floor iii no need for crying no harm with plastic bottle just creamy puddles
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#Cats #street #Napowrimo He’s out on his patch observing comings of the daily activities hunting out goodies whether its his scratch post or woollen ball the birds are clever they know – stay high – avoiding puddytats talons Domestic he seems but his wild side will arise when he is peckish
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Fan of the greats he’s got everyone from Clapton to Page and Plant on his digital device he’s mastering his chords on his acoustic guitar but his dream is to be up there with the rock gods so he’ll spend his time away from the frets mastering his motion and signature moves on his air…
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