An Ill Wind

Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Tuesday, 14 February 2023

Here I am

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©️Hannah Buckman The thrill and relief at a new beginning Just like the shock of some new meaning  Fills you with wholesome expectation With...
Tuesday, 28 July 2020

Masking the Distance

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© Mizo Ozim  What’s left after corona? How do we move on from the aroma? Do we go big? Do we go small? Do we use just a sprig, Or t...
Tuesday, 7 May 2019

Shades of Pastel

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Innocent yet no one feels more guilty. The wisdom of the ancients but full of naivety.  Beautiful beyond belief but marked by self do...
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Thursday, 28 September 2017

Ontological

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What’s the point of running if you can’t come to a stop? What’s the use of sitting if you can’t get up? Of what use is believing if you...
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