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I was thinking about doing the NaPoWriMo
thing but I’m simply not writing enough (sorry Tracy!)
Anyway here’s a draft of a new one

There is enchantment in distant hills - you wonder could you walk directly to them, crossing sheep meadows, skirting yellow fields, over gates, always keeping off the road. Or would you lose your aim in hidden troughs, waylaid by riverbeds along the route? Would you recognise the hill when closer - ...

Very good - rings true, especially at the current time.
‘All ideas are sand’ is absolutely spot on and perfect!

Yes! Lovely sense of place and ennui
Excellent!

Enjoyed this and as Tracy says it has a ritualistic almost liturgical feel to it. Bravo!

Nicely done.
Just enough to expand thought without being too ‘told’.

“I am pretty sure some folks can relate to this one.”

Yep

Yeah maybe…

Not a great poem, i know, but I needed to blurt something out about the horror in Ukraine

Marc

In cute dinosaur socks, a child dies on a gurney, his inconsolable mother buckling at her knees. The columns and crowds of displaced and terrified, pack platforms in stations which no trains can leave. A baby’s mitten, a child’s glove, another, all dropped in the rush, reach up from the sludge, as i...