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Blackbird. nesting Blackbird on the greenhouse shelf If it could think just for itself. It must feel nice to sit beneath a sunny roof and watch the leaf flutter in the cold spring breeze to nestle down and feel at ease. To just pop out to someone’s call Cat pellets scatter as they fall It really... Sign in to see full entry.

Next Meeting She I didn’t really want to come But I could always thump you one Don’t mess about I cannot wait Don’t even think this a date. Reply I wouldn’t even think of it You really have exceptional wit. But you might have to hold my hand a little tighter than you planned. She Oh, come on. show... Sign in to see full entry.

She Hey Buster you were rude to me Perusing through my poetry I have met types like you before Oh, don’t start kneeling on the floor Reply I was doing up my lace. Sorry do I know your face? Perhaps once in a misty dream Is your nightdress pink and cream? I may have left a rose or two It would be the... Sign in to see full entry.

She Somehow I think that I must say I wrote this poem yesterday. I will just try to say you see That it really is not me. Reply Yes I read it and I know That you are as white as snow Your gentle lips are cherry red. I just believe all that you said. Within your arms you did persist On penalties one... Sign in to see full entry.

A contrite mud digger. What’s the matter with you buddy. Can’t you see I’m wet and muddy? And I am not going to move It opens up each tiny groove If I smile it’s sure to crack I have the ashes and a sack. Perhaps a grimace could repair The little softness that is there But I wouldn’t bet on that Mud... Sign in to see full entry.

Sweetshop and the parrot. She has a melancholy lilt to a rather sharp voice. Spilling her chocolates carelessly she asks for my advice, ‘Could you survive without a sweet for a whole week?’ I answer with a chocolate brazil nut in my beak. ‘I didn’t think that you were the kind of lass, who would... Sign in to see full entry.

My Hippopotamus Wait, wait I have to catch up with the forthcoming events. I must hurry or I shall not be in the future tense Is it all worth the effort? All facts dwindle. I may as well experience the occasion myself. Bring me an emotion that is magnified or feels stronger having been selected to... Sign in to see full entry.

Third Encounter I was walking; trying not to step on pavement lines. Weaving between people who tried to move the same way I planned. One walks towards someone and you and he/she sometime move the same way to avoid colliding. I find it’s best to stand still and let the other person decide. It was... Sign in to see full entry.

Page 2 First Encounter. Like little tin soldiers excuses were paraded, The tall Ms appeared interested and was enlightened. I had been a casual acquaintance that had faded I listened sadly but suddenly brightened. I realised I must be dreaming, it was so awful. I was sure I couldn’t be standing with... Sign in to see full entry.

The sad event of someone held in the thrall of nature. Page 1 First Encounter. Things that controlled me held no comfort Images had settled softly at first, but had become burning necessities seeking to be soothed by thought. They were growing more powerful seeking attention. I could only hope to... Sign in to see full entry.