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She said
You could do a poem about the snails
And meant the painted trails
Around the town
My mind ran down
Fail
Hale
Male
Well met!
They let
Artists paint
And pattern
Snail blanks
And someone ranks
Their shell design
Good, bad, just fine!
Monday 24th September 2018 2:08 pm
Lovers
There were those moments
pressed
against a Cornish rock
in beach blackness
with the shush of the rippling waves
nearby in the night
lying
in a Sussex garden
with the hot sun
dappling our backs
parked
on a Ditchling hill
with town lights
spread below
...Thursday 10th May 2018 4:30 pm
Lunch with my Grandmother
Those huge white flakes of fish
And the mashed potato dish
Have stayed in my memory
For sixty years
I remember the potato, creamy soft
Had a seasoned, peppery waft
And the choice of sauces:
Egg or parsley
It must have been a whole side of cod
I remember my grandfather like a god
Slowly stood to serve the fish
Separating the flakes
The etched glass...
Thursday 7th December 2017 2:41 pm
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