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| | | | | It was autumn I remember in the dead leaves I dropped the key tragedy I did not forsee | |
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| | | | | Picture credit: Britta Benson We're not really experiencing a Golden October here just now. This autumn: mild and moist and mossy. Not that I need an excuse to write about moss! It's one of my most/moss favourite subjects or themes. Moss never complains about me staring, gawking (with my jaw dropped) and it's the most... | |
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| | | | | I met a prattling womanFrom her mouth, the words kept a-comin'Critical talk-talk-talk-talkLike a hen: bawk-bawk-BAWK'til I finally exploded and said, "You realize, don't you, that you aren't the only person in this room, or this organization, this town, this country, or this world, right? You need to stop talking. Stop talking. Listen. Take a breath.... | |
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| | | Image credit; Derek Mack@Unsplash Here's my response to Sadje's 'What do you see?' photo prompt. You can find her full post by clicking on this link: https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2024/11/11/what-do-you-see-262-november-11-2024-remembrance-day/ Field of redRemembrance, only half the battle.No clock required for sacrifice.Open wounds rage past eleven.Stand on blood.Pick a poppy.Grasp that wars don't end war.©?2024 Britta Benson. No unauthorized... | ||
