Marbles

Here is a bowl of marbles

I take a marble from the bowl

The same marble I have selected

For the last seventy-two days

I roll it between fingers

Marvelling at its smoothness

The swirl of green and blue

That cuts through its mass

Reminding me of planet earth

It sooths my soul

To contemplate its beauty

Its simplicity and structure

She says

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“Mum, what’s that noise?” asked Johnny Duboise

as he sat on the comfy settee.

“Its your father”, she replied as the dishes she dried,

“say’s he’s trying to set his mind free”.

“By singing a song?” he asked with a grin

as he as he looked for the TV remote.

“He says that he’s chanting” she replied with a smirk,

“sounds to me more like he’s panting!”

“Is he gonna be ...

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