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barefoot at the waters edge
without edging that extra inch i can tell its cold
but the temptation is too great
i have to be sure and you egg me on
it draws me forward as a wave chases a piece of driftwood towards the shore
im distracted and the saltwater
covers my feet
i instinctively retreat
onto a patch of beached seaweed
and we laugh until
the sun sets

Boston

running to the finish
turns
to running to the injured

Sunday in the garden

sifting soil from gravel
removing weeds and other unwanted debris
battling against strong winds
digging
moving
lifting
carrying
sweating

job done just as planned
back in the house for a shower
under the warm water
washing
soaking
relaxing
drying

settle down to look at work done
through the patio doors
a cat arrives in the freshly prepared border
rolling
digging
peeing
digging

The Wall

I think I’m hitting the
NaPoWriMo wall
just under half way and
it’s a bit of a struggle to
hit my daily deadline
for a poem
and for ideas and inspiration for that matter

as you can see

Curled up on the sofa

Curled up on the sofa
full of Chinese food
a glass of red wine by my side
trash on the tv
nothing could be further from my mind
than writing poetry
I drift away

Not a poem after all

I tried to write you a poem
to tell you how I feel
I wanted to put it all in words
make it all seem real

to you

But the words wouldn’t come
I tried and tried again
but each and every time
they always seemed the same

as other poems

My feelings for you are not like others
to me you are everything
so rather than write the words
I give you this, a ring

diamond

vanilla pods
custard mustard
rustic
well seasoned
under cooked over cooked
yum yam
curry
fry
bake hake cake and tarts
slice spice
perspiration presentation inspiration
shellfish selfish
mine
gone

booze

snooze

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