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Keep hands clean
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Don’t make a scene
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Lockdown on the green
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Face masks mean
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by Joe

 

 

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Ordinary Miracle

gratitude for the toothpaste pleasure at my soft mattress joy of the first sip of tea delight as my cat stretches to remember the miracle of ordinary things unhook the small mind move into the space where miracles are happening each second my body is breathing me in, out, every moment in, out in Sarah Caddick
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Covehithe

Driftwood trunks Many moons ago Float ashore Sally
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Decay and Madness

From the depths And gazing into the distance Strength not normality Fallen to the post. Long in sadness Decaying and madness. Kim
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Castaway

If my cast was made of moss I’d be content With the spring of reassurance. If my emotions were made of clay I’d mould them Into a ball. If my ball rolled Far away I’d rescue them Without fail. Natasha
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Lone Stone

Stone, stone Oh who to be a stone? Don't moan We are all on our own Even as a stone! Josh
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To Dance Beneath the Pine

In a storm I glimpse my soul Searching for lost branches Fallen to the wind Decomposing with time. Michelle  
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Silence in Class

Into a cushioned pillow Amplified silences Signal a crushing loss and services unknown. An unofficial Query Offers hope to the unknown Forgotten in resonance and steep memories. Traumas unveil A mask of deception Decades of vicious darkness an undercover supply. Anon.
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Woven and Unspoken

Every thought a chain Every time an inconsideration Incomprehensible yet alert. The sleet slate sky Pouring and temperamental Reaching the vastness. Vivid speaks overwhelming Brushing the cast Of reason. Inconsistently oppressed Overloaded attitudes Simplicity touches revealed. Downcast of mindset A clouded judgement Uproar of unknown. Sam  
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Portuguese Seahorse (long-snouted) Living on the Edge

A sea creature, to cradle, adore - escorting its life mate across millennial seascapes. A bobbing coquettishness Swimming awkwardly in Algarvian currents.  Horse-tails like baby-hands reach out for Neptune’s parental comforts,  wrapping around gentle swaying seagrasses. A delicate dance and exchange of your 400 young;  Your once-in-a-life-time long-snouted mate, with ultimate fatherly caresses. The collection of all the Silvery tears can’t compensate for Anthropocene encroachments: An ocean of plasticity, rapacious ripping fishing nets. A screen-based sea of humanity’s unkindness. Snouts snuffling, a scorched earth tribe, A noisy distracted indifference: Your impending homelessness Your offsprings’ melancholic fears. New Gods empty out the seas Ladling in their toxicity and carelessness: A seagrass meadow depletion Your cherished young rendered fatherless.     Mark Ereiraguyer
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I Remember You

I remember you in the red of the sun as it slips into the night I see you in the breaking dawn as the stars give up their light I feel you in the strength of the wind as it caresses through my hair I hear you in the blackbird’s song as it dances through the air I walk the steps your feet once walked, I smell the flowers you grew From the death of the sun till the light of new moon, I remember you Emmalene Taylor  
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