C.C.

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Sunday, October 1, 2023

Last delivery. oldie Burning hot coals the polished oven glows. The three ladies assume their usual roles. They glance at each other as if this is worth a mention. The ginger and white nosed cat sprawls on the best cushion. There are pink roses on the fence near the door. It all looks so calm, but... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 26, 2023

Oldie If my grey wake should whisper my regret or tell it as if your eyes are still a-glow The true meaning now, all gentle things have gone or now must go. Perhaps it happens; one no longer feels the warmth that closeness brings And though I tremble, for my world is so unreal I have no ache, I wish... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, September 24, 2023

I try and wash the front room carpet twice a year. The machine has become clogged up/ I have spent time trying to unclog it. My brother said wear gloves and a mask. I don’t think it is that dangerous. After another effort this morning. He said, buy a new one. Some solutions are so simple. Thank you... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 23, 2023

Now I am becoming frail I can hardly start to tell this tale. Well, I have forgotten, was it true I have forgotten, not a clue No, that’s rubbish; begin again Spare yourself a little pain. Well, I would like to sleep awhile And then wake up and feel agile. No, finish this and simply say I wiped it... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 18, 2023

Archie has to go back to the Hospital tomorrow. He is rather laid back. He said to me. 'My symptoms are the same as someone I worked with.' 'How is he?' I asked. 'He died,' was his reply. Perhaps he is dealing with it in his own way. He does not seem too bad Physically, but his wife is worried as is... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, May 10, 2023

Red Apple. Every Boxing Day, Jimmy planted a row of seeds outside his back cottage door. He planted two seeds together, a broad bean and a pea. His garden was made up of black fertile soil; the brazen odd weed was sure to get its comeuppance eventually. Jimmy performed each task methodically. He... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, April 23, 2023

Sensations Rummaging through the tattered rag bag of my acquisitions I found this vest. it smelled of salt and little fish. There was one golden hair curled tightly. A box of tissues. This Scent sniffed nighty over issues of conversation, it remains a little source of torment. One rogue flower, a... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 20, 2023

Dandelion I watch the Sun slide up the barren vale This is my life the seasons rob me of. There is a certain sadness in my tale. I have never felt the meaning of true love A dandelion grows bravely in this soil I take a stalk and hold it high, and blow Seeds float in freedom for a while. I wonder... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 17, 2023

Mothers Day, Please let me tell you quite gently. When you are young, you have beauty. It will not last; you may then feel you do not need this same appeal. Eventually, small lines will form. And then you will look sweet and warm. In time you will mature and be. Quite interesting, and so you see.... Sign in to see full entry.

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