Monthly Archives: September 2016

apologies

it has come out in a rush of words, i do not wish to offend.

i have been studying history lately, and though i cannot spel

correctly always

i have to say that i am ashamed of my country too.

and the effect all these things have on people

who do not offend.

sbm.

shadows

oh little walk. it rained under the trees,

the lorry was bigger than the lane, lights

shining.

oh little evening, the plane flew low

lights shining.

i am a fortunate, to live

without fear.

mostly.

with light shining.

there is a red flag flying.

sbm.

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stars

oh israel is this what you learned.

from books and that old world war

two.

oh israel i see you on mosaics

and scattered readings.

i see the past repeated.

if i am not careful.

sbm.

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sunday morning

sunday morning is often quiet here early .the radio playing.

did you know they play music alongside bird song. a special

moment.

we sit quiet and listen. you see i think the swallows have gone.

i did not see them leaving.

in syria they drop bombs to gas the children.

sbm.

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yet

is it enough that we do not write each day, that we travel on the old train sometimes.

is it acceptable to think in phrases, believe the attrocities yet do not share them

with friends.

what would they think of our diet and strange sleeping habits, we shall not tell them,

anymore.

is it a crime that we have spelled it wrong, and not go to heaven, which is okay

as our heaven is here, on earth.

the phone at the hotel was busy, and they have not rung me back.

yet.

sbm.

these trees

feels like autumn now, cat is in, windows misted.

a challenge to show three trees as suggested.

the gentle good, dawel disgyn, little time

left, nor funds for flying.

tiny things become intimate.

you may put them in cases, or hang on pins.

straight or safety, it becomes political.

the choice is yours.

bulldog clips.

you are the curator.

sbm.

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found

lodge of the desired haven , numbered 5948.

a ladies evening , patrons of

the benevolent institution. they ate

chipolata sausages while mrs harry

jones extended a hearty welcome &

trusted they were enjoying a happy

evening.

the haven found to mark the end of

the war on may 8th, read the history.

inside a small photo

tucked.

at one pound.

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the collection

they gave me free hangers, as many as i like, i chose coloured plastic, wood and padded. a few wire ones for extra with experimentation. two rooms, one for men, another for womens complete gender differentiation.

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this autumn

the next course.

may be to meet the writer at the plas.

it is a big house, remember we walked

there this summer from the oakley.

up the drive, then back down again

later.

things change, i hope to change with

them.

this autumn.

sbm.

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