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The tall chimney tapers
High up in the air
Birds soar around its slender height.
Blustery and white
Clouds scud across the blue
A memorial to ancient potters
Who wheezed in its smoky shadow.
Coughed clay into spittoons
Made and created beauty
Paid little
Working hard
In their race to death.
Those clouds aren’t real!
Not cirrus or cumulus
Not lenticular or mackerel
You played with the photo
Didn’t you?
Messing about with the sky
Those clouds up high
Could be on Jupiter
Or Mars!
But not here!
Get that clear!
Six months since I lost you
Six months of sorrow
I don’t remember every day
But milestones on the way
Remind me of a voice lost
A physical presence gone.
When I feel down the loss is greater
I dispare that your life is over.
I still pray for you at night
And I wish with all my might
That you were still here
Even if you were not near
Sister, twin, friend
My love to you
I send.
Which animal would you compare yourself to and why?
If I could I’d be a cat
Eight meals a day
But still not fat
Treats on demand
From my owners hand
A bed in each room
For me to groom
And fall asleep
Warm and comfortable
Under the table
Or on the windowledge
Watching nature
Then outside
To chase leaves
And hide.
What is your middle name? Does it carry any special meaning/significance?
I’m not saying….
My bank account is…
My height is…
I’m not saying….
I live at…
I have xxxx coloured hair
My eyes are…
I’m not saying…
My pets name is…..
My house number is..
My social security number is..
I’m not saying..
My passwords are…
I’m a bot, or not?
I’m not saying!
Oh you rascal!
I can’t move..
Pinned down
By my cat!
On my legs
Just out of reach
Inscrutable stare
Always there
When I wake up!
Now I’m stuck
But you’re so cute
I forgive you
You’re neat
And sweet!
Behind the glass
Beyond the tree
And house of brick
Lies the hill.
Behind that hill
And valley wide
Sits the horizon
Where the sun rides.
It sinks below
And it’s last rays
Illuminates
A golden glow
On the glass
In brilliant ways.
Well I don’t like this swinging line
To other users it might be fine
But irritating I think it is
To see stats displayed like this
It gives me vertigo like I’ve drunk wine!
…….
Oops! They are there! You have to slide the screen sideways!
One day I want to see
Shimmering Northern lights
Lighting up the sky
The Aurora Borealis, bright.
Green or red or white…
Different colours, different elements
Curtains of particles
Flying on Earth’s magnetic field
Falling to land at the poles
Glowing glory
Suns power manifested in air
My bucket list wish.
Seen in England last week
But hidden by clouds….
Glass bright
Transparent
Light
Sparkle and shine
Malleable
Ground, sand
Melted silica
Moulded and pressed
Strong and brittle
Cast and blown
Overwhelmed
By its beauty
Mallaband-Brown