At last words



I do not like living here
There are rats in the attic
And a big black crow is squaw-king
At my window, demanding entry,
Crow says it's a  hypothetical 
supersymmetric counterpart
to a quark, having a spin of zero.
I think not Mr Crow.
That be all ye need to know.
Mr Talking Crow. Talking bird or no.
I am haunted by these words you know.

(life consists of these little tou...

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Also by John E Marks:

Black sun on the run | (untitled) | Our kid | Translating the rain | Suicide of a friend | Forget-me-not | Catastrophe: the banality of evil | Hanging by a thread | regret | visit | Horatio Mosley Moule, committed suicide, Cambridge, 1873 | Free speech | Ruin | A WITHERING | Gorffwysfa | The season of the witch | Burst the Bounds | This land is my mother. | Meet me on the Edge | A Sonnet for May | The Furies | (untitled) | Only connect | Putin's nursery rhyme | Blue is green | All gone by | Last things | The glory of the May | A la Recherche du Temps Perdu |



It’s time to ask the morning sun,

sweet treat of day, to be

gentle in its early rise and late demise

in this year’s June illuminations.

May you know the need for

one of us to rest our head so

all of night’s too short dominion

be tightly matched; for sleep will

leave long-time tired eyes to open

slowly, which otherwise might catch

a ride far ...

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Also by Peter Taylor:


Strange Feeling

Strange feeling, standing next to this felled tree,

A victim of a violent assault.

Not long ago, these leaves were vigorous

In the reflection of a sparkling sun.

Green dominated, but entertainments

Of all shapes and styles delighted this Earth.

Now brown and shrivelled, they slip existence,

As they accompany their own decline.

We know that feeling too. The lynched bodies,


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Also by Stephen Gospage:

Letters | Davos | City Tour | Baggage | Glorious Mud | Afterlife | Day 82 | My Enemy | Anger Management | Lenin | Atmosphere | Make-Believe |


Wholesome heart

My missing piece returned to me

The little heart that had been taken 

Just this evening it came back 

Making me whole and complete at last 


I feel good having my piece back to me 

It anyways didn't belong to him

He had far more expensive ones to keep 

The cheapest was returned, it wasn't needed at all 


My,heart is completely satisfied 

Slowly retaining it's div...

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Also by Moonlight:

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no place unlike my own world

its awfully strange. 

i scrapbook pieces of my soul, and mind together. 

together on the pages of a lined notebook, 

the glue i used melts into the paper and the newspapers i borrowed evaporate. 

the news dies, or fades, it disappears. 

melted together with the newest form of creative escapism ive decided upon.



there are vibrations under my papercut hands, markered with...

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Also by Nadia Coia:

star shaped stickers | a bang trim | TEENAGE GIRLS | NEVER BEEN KISSED | I AM! I AM! I AM! | wading deep, bloody water |


"IF" (a version for today) - Brian Bilston

My attention has been drawn to a wonderfully apt and ascerbic version of Kipling's famous poem - framed to

describe what is going on in our lives at this time.  I strongly recommend any WOL reader to seek it out...with

the attributed writer's popularity on Twitter a good start.  I have had a copy sent to me and it really is a work of

satirical excellence that Kipling himself would probabl...

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Also by M.C. Newberry:


My love for you will always stay.

Like a door not closed all the way.

I will love you in my own way.

Even if I must stay away.

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Sofa-surfing at loose-end parties

after tired feet touch tarmac

and poverty is a canvas of hazard.


A cousin in some pot-luck suburb

where cork sags under adverts.

At last a pokey crumbling room:

cabinet doors hang open in defiance,

insect agendas behind furniture

glued tight by the gunge of years.


New curtains and light bulbs

from alien sho...

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when   t   he   onl  Y   ligh   t  Y   ou 
have is   t   he   one   Y   ou
li   gh   t Y

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Also by Kealan Coady:

De-Spite |

Renewed Hope

Renewed Hope


My heart aches as tears freely fall

What is this conflict for?

Why should such a tragedy befall us?

My soul laments and I am downcast

Misery inhabits my inner being

as the young and innocent are

sacrificed on the altar of irrelevance

Why should this be?

How can we be led into this valley pf perpetual destruction?

Do we not recall the past?

Is hist...

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Also by keith jeffries:

Deprecated | Never Again & No More | Futility |

Deal Or No Deal

Discount codes and online deals
can drive me up the wall
When searching for a saving 
no matter how big or small 

Some offers are amazing 
and are difficult to beat
They can come in so handy 
when I want a little treat 

Sometimes I find an old one
 just passed it’s expiry date  
That’s when I curse myself 
for being a day too late

I can scroll for hours 
to only save a pound or ...

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Also by julie callaghan:

Busy Garden | Imperial Measures | Right Here, Right Now | Woody Woodpecker | Ghostly Request | Our Stylish Queen | #Partygate | The Corpse Prayer | Our Garden Right Now | Chuffed To Bits | Cup Of Tea | Mud (Ten line challenge) | Seaside Stroll | Sahara Safari Day Two | Sahara Safari Day One | Spaceman Aims For The Stars | Travel Stress | Canadian Woodland | The Memorial (Repost) | On The Subject Of Freedom (Not A Poem) | Daisy Daisy | Whelprigg House | Storybook Sunrise | Freedom (Challenge) | Rhododendron | Eerie Mist | May Time | Mr & Mrs Smith | Magnificent In Stature |

Hey I’m Retired!

I work for the bank

I work for the council

I work for all HM government departments

I work for the Doctor

I work for the Utility companies

I work for the Dentist

I work for airlines and public transport

I work for Theatres and Cinemas

The list is never ending

I only used to have one employer

Hey I’m retired (or so I thought)


My day is one long slog on electron...

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Also by Rick Varden:

Colours | When I grow up |

Loving Strategies

the male of the species 

exaggerates his claims

enlarging his body

by dancing on stage


employing techniques

mimicking other males

engaging in tool making

with limited success 


female of the species 

remains unimpressed 

performing daily rituals

with mystical content


looking on patiently

he struggles in her trap

waiting for him to tire 


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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

Familiar | American Miniatures | The last act | On my app | birthdays |

A Conversation with my Father

A conversation with my father

He was old when we spoke

Ninety years and more

I asked him what it was like

When he served in the second

World war


You don’t need to know girl

What I know would make your toes curl

I don’t want to remember

Don’t ask difficult questions

My memory is blurred


But I’d really like to know, dad

Was it really, really bad?


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Also by Clare:

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Granny hi tech (new ending)

 Granny Hi Tech


My mum’s been posting selfies… at the age of ninety two!

She’s becoming all tech savvy, whilst I haven’t got a clue.

They say a dog can get too old to teach itself new tricks,

But she’s on Twitter, Instagram, even downloads from Netflix.

It all started back in her 80s, when the tablets which she took

Were traded in one hi-tech day for a brand new i-mac book.


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Also by mike booth:

Tupperware |

blue tears

blue tears


her blue tears

falling on the pink morning

created a lavender sky

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Also by Clyde McCulley:

I wonder | The Lonely Old man Sits by the Window |



The worst decision of my life

How can I choose

So many options

Options which have only been limits

Only failures

What comes after

Where is the end

A light in the tunnel

A joke in the background

Surrender to nothingness

Dive into empty consciousness  

Swim among my dreams

Paddle with all my plans  

Everything which has been wasted

Among all my regrets


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Where's Queen?


Queen popping round


"It's Jubilee, Son"


6 years old

Street party

The like I'd never seen



Dried up sandwiches 

with curled up edges

Homemade Cake!

Homemade Pies! 


Rhubarb with sugar dip

Penny chews & lollies 

& pear drops & sherdet 

"It's sher -Bet"


Where's Queen?

"Missed the bus"


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Also by Stephen W Atkinson:

Senseless | A Calling | Winter Song (10 line challenge) | Her Words | All Fall Down... | Amistad | I Wonder If... | Idle | My Lonely Love |


hard of luck 🍀

hard of luck

There are shadows all over
Shining darkly in reverse;
Pointy ears of impish horns,
Whose stalks ravaged worn;
Chant rondeaus of curses
On a sea of four-leaf clover. 

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Also by Frederick Kesner:

Atacama symphonic | ginko | captain, my captain | harvest moon | Rotterdam | Ballad of Billy McGee | no poetry by numbers | innit your day? | uplift | reed music |


Bloodstains On The Blackboard

A crazed gunman barricaded himseld forcing frightened children into a school classroom

time was running out - - -


The clock ticks

Rifle trigger clicks

Frenzied mind splutters

Traumatic overwhelming panic

Spontaneous children act

Frantic messages sent

Please Help Us

Please Help Us

Please Help Us

Police stand back

Desperate minutes lost

Door forced eventua...

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Also by Nigel Astell:

Tiny Terror | Ta Very Much | Sleepless in Stockport | More Than A Game | Glade of Light | Sacrificed to the Gods of War |

asking whys evaporate till asked again

Quick question..?

If God were to come down Himself,

and wipe away all the pain.

restore every scar to its previous state.

undo every lie ever told.

What would be left of us?


How many of our dreams and passions,

are rooted in someone else’s bullshit?


Do you champion women’s rights,

out of a genuine concern for the plight they

face on a daily basis?

Or do you like to end your t...

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Also by Joseph Healy:

Reframing "Adam and Eve" | People aren't drugs dammit | The Yin and the Yang | Cosmos | All is not lost | Hate mail to myself | Expression | What do I do? | Turn it around | Redundancy | He who sees it all | Expectations | Compass | Author(ity) | 3rd Hemisphere | Debating | Locus of Control | Too much to ask? | One without the Other | Den of Demons | Rebellion | Skin Deep | Spirit | I am Me | Hands-on, Hands-off | Talk the Talk | I wanna! I wanna! I wanna! | History | Simple, not Easy | Youth | Please, just listen | Everyday | Thing | Inner monster | Afraid | His truth for Me | My truth | Cyanide of the Soul | and myself? | Unknown | What scripture is for me | Nervous | Who dares stand against? | Ask a Stranger | Sunflower | Circle | House of Cards | Reflecting | Decisions | Look up | Attention spans | Next of Kin | Willing spirit, weak flesh | Bark and Bare | Another one | A psalm of my own |

social commentarySelf-awareness

Live free

Live free 

Declutter your mind 

So also your heart and soul 

Drop the negativities 


Live free 

Of all tensions and worries 

Let these be dropped 

Never to bring them back 


Live free 

Of unnecessary burdens 

That weighs us down 

Making difficult movement ahead 


Live free 

Of past, that's history 

Nothing can be done or undone 

Those were s...

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Also by Ghazala lari:

Ya Rabb (prayer) | Good morning | Eid ul fitr Mubarak!!! |


I wrote this yesterday, the day of Sunak's special measure and the day after the Sue Gray disclosures but didn't get chance to post it until today.


And when I see the news he points one way

“Don’t look over there to yesterday.

Just look away today

From all that stuff about Party Gate.

It’s cost me billions to brush over all my tracks

With Windfall Tax”.


For several m...

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Also by John Coopey:


Place To Be

Place To Be

The best place to be right now

Is not in Europe over Russia's issues

A pissed off nation with 7,500 nukes

Of different types and classes

As set ready to use on Putin's order

Ukraine started it after NATO grew

Right up to Russia's borders

Now they want to turn back the clock

1997 when Russia wasn't threatened

This isn't possible so they all

Sleepwalk to...

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Wet Body | Age 3 | (untitled) | Selana |

world war 3putinmadnessnuclear weapons


With their shadowed brows and camouflaged stealth

soldiers are practising on the heath

as I awake, the put put of small arms fire

dotting the distance on the rutted scrubland

with sweeping views over Cove and Aldershot,

controlled aggression telling a staccato story

primeval dreams coming true


scattering the wildlife with their restless presence

likewise uniformed they...

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Also by ray pool:


hurt and soul

My heart lies on the roadside 

Cast aside by youth 

in the search for truth

Left to rot, openly beating

Crying for the body , waiting for the scoop of angels 

To place it in the breast of a lover


Gone it is now , in dust and smoke

Barely a stain left where it fell

No resurrection, no connection 

No hot blood running through 

But eaten by the crows.


Will i...

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Also by Edbreathe:

I- compass | Oblivion | God please save us. | Peering in | Peering in | Fool crumb |

Avoiding the rap – no apologies to Nadine Dorries

Inspired by this article on Write Out Loud home page.

Link to video version on Youtube.


This government’s passing some new legislation

to distract from Johnson’s shoddy situation.

As the country’s not fooled by his hollow sorries,

to avoid the rap, they’ve deployed Ms Dorries

to bluff and to bluster with her dodgy rhymes

in the hope we’ll forget her boss’s crimes.


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PartygateNadine Dorries

Becoming a Nokia G50

Where my phone ends and my hand begins

Is utterly impossible to discern,

They merge so seamlessly into each other!

I make more screen-time promises every day,

But it seems that I never learn.


“No!  Don’t take your eyes from the screen!

Focus! You pathetic knave, you useless slave!

 Your total attention is what I crave.”


My mind, or what is left of it,

Wanders o...

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Also by John Botterill:

Shapes | We all live in the past... | Stuck in the Mud | Woodland Sanctuary | The Scan | #freedom |


The tears cannot put out

The burning question of the heart

What a bizarre fire you have

As no one can see your flame

Deep down in your heart

Maybe we should sing a song

To let us not  go wrong

Once again with unanswered questions

The lyrics are so stuck in violence

That they are drifting us apart

Deep down in our bleeding heart

The empty space is not big enough


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The Traveller

I'm travelling through space, looking for a home.
Some unwelcome Worlds, want to be left alone.
On other Worlds, I see loneliness in every soul.
And I see Worlds were fires rage out of control.

On others, I see vast lands of dusty, arid plains.
Barren, infertile, in need of the quench of rains.
I have travelled light years, in the blink of an eye.
And I've seen a million different colours...

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Also by Mike Bartram:

Fun Times With Alba | 8 Years | So Sorry Mum | 'The Party' | A New Dawn | Steps |

God Save Our Queen

In seven decades on the throne She has never once wavered,

Her unshakeable commitment we have enjoyed and savoured.

After the worst pandemic in Her Majesty's reign,

The hideous Russian aggression in Ukraine.

A party gate madness incited by our political bunch

 And the consequences of a cost of living crunch.


Under the flags,bunting and cheers we will all have a ball,

A tr...

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Also by hugh:

Americans,tighten your gun ownership laws and avoid carnage !!! |


If the light of soul and heart,
outshines like the flair of art.

I wish if intentions were heard,
unlike the blabbering meaningless words.

I so wish if there was some mirror,
to reflect the soul more clearer.

I wish and so wish,
how sweet things might be to cherish.

How serene everything could be,
unlike the beautiful heartless concrete.

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We love our school and learn a lot

after passing through the metal detector.

Most important, we're taught how to conceal ourselves.

No sport for us, but shooter drills instead.

Turn out the lights and lock the classroom door,

squat quivering, eminently visible, under our flimsy desks

as someone could crash in with murderous intent

having already killed the guards on the school...

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All this talk about genders is a bit confusing

All emotions have been torn

But then again, I was a man trapped in a woman's body

Until the day I was born

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Also by Joe Marcello:


The King of Lockdown

The King of Lockdown raised a glass

A toast to ghosts of empires past

His gaze steadfast upon the cast

Of gathered acolytes, his class

And scenes they would deny


The grape and grain of government

Authors of instruction meant

For others, never their intent

Without consent of votes once lent

Ever to comply


The King of Lockdown, slovenly

Dismissive of discov...

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Also by Steve White:

Gender Neutral Toilets |


the time I went to the bathroom to pee

There was a moment when I went to the bathroom to pee. 

My dress was my mother's old bridesmaid dress. A black two-piece. With shoulder cut-offs and a somewhat pencil-like skirt. My hips were wider for some reason, so I had so slowly hold my urge to go to the bathroom, shimmying the fabric so it doesn't rip. 

The blue walls of my parents bathroom watched me take multiple selfies that day. Fu...

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Also by kamryn:

good morning | my first time |

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Gemstone Necklace

Gemstone Necklace

I dare to wander far inside this trove of a head

Without chains around my ankles bounding me to my bed

Though, it sure feels like it

I feel a weight inside my lungs and my chest doesn’t like it


In the expansion and decompression

The plasm I bleed

And the skin closes up, it’s all alike

It seems.


In solitude, a bed of thin clouds dissolves benea...

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Also by Caleb Gorey:

I-95 | Pieris | Sunflowers |

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Just me and I

I live in a land On a bank Looking over an ocean I live in a land Where my future Is always bright But never clear On that bank I sit there thinking Wondering why The sun never quite sets Looiking at that ocean I see nothing Nothing but space I live in a land Where space is close Enough to reach From my bank All it takes Is one short walk ...

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Also by Jason Phillips:

Side-Eyed Grin | The Breeze of Life |



My first job after leaving school was in a food laboratory. A colleague, a few years older than me, was frustrated at his lack of promotion due to not having the necessary qualifications. So he decided to leave and operate his own paraffin delivery round. Someone said "Aren't you taking a a bit of a chance John?"  "No" he replied  "people will always need paraffin"



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Also by Telboy:

Manure-gate | NOT ANY MORE | Going Uptown |

The uncool romantic

I arrived early at the Copper Steampot,
the tea rooms with an authentic olde worlde ambience,
which I’d chosen as ideal for meeting women from that new dating site,
Easy Romance For Little Pence.

An old pal had encouraged me to move on, saying,
‘It’s time you got off the fence, you’ll get a sore ass.’

As I waited I reflected on this sage advice, repeatedly glancing at the clock.
You may...

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Lady Generosity

Lady Generosity
suddenly, standing before me
Says my voice sets her at ease
and she’ll do anything I please

The night was a vicious dark
so, I wished for more moon
and with a flick of her hair
we’re climbing the stair to her room

She’s a lonesome soul and she tells me so
Loves the silence of being home alone
To hear her laughing loudly with me
a sound I remember so fondly


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brief encouters




is not

a ‘resting bitch face’.



is the face

of a woman who has done a full day’s work.

She’s tired, doesn’t need your little smirks

or daft asides so just be quiet.

After work, she fetched food, made tea,

washed up, watched TV, fell asleep.

Her electricity is steep. 

She’s back to Sunday baths,

one day a week to keep clean

with a strip ...

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My son and his partner are magnets

My daughter and husband are dinks

My wife and I enjoy skiing

and don't care what anyone thinks

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Also by Reggie's Ghost:


Son of the Sun

Phaëthon pleads with Helios, 

his father and god of the Sun, 

to let him play his part

for just one day:

to be given the reins

of his horses to ride

round the globe, and

though the idea seems

rash to his progenitor, 

the boy's persistence 

does end up victorious. 


But the bloom of youth, 

too sure of itself, 

fails to entertain 

the doom witnessed 


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Also by Holden Moncrieff:

Flux | Beatitude | Lullaby | Quixotic | Caustic | Resisted Paths |

Nakedly walk

It’s nice to be able
to nakedly walk
To explore ideas
and openly talk

A chance to be honest
a chance to share
Opportunity for this
is so very rare

So often the case
this falls on deaf ears
It tends to provoke
and uncover one’s fears

People are scared
to expose their weakness
I wish for their sake
others would seek this

It is humiliating
It uncovers our flaws
But there’s h...

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Also by Odd Chap:

Why? | Not convinced | Just Enough Braincells |



Vast oceanic presence

You reign above us


An ever-changing canopy of colour


Choreographer of clouds


Transmitter of rain


Carrier of weather

And wearer of rainbows

You are the queen

Who governs our days


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Also by Brenda Wells:

Hope |

Lotion Love

Sinking deep

Makes skin soft

Once applied

He could not 

Get her off

She was his lotion

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Also by Ruth O'Reilly:

Radio Royalty |

#fun #flashfiction


Today I sit here in my car, trying to hold back tears, trying to stay strong

A teacher....

Teach your students colors,shapes, letters, numbers, teach them about life, and now keep them safe from guns

Today I sit here in my car, trying to hold back tears, trying to stay strong, remember you are a teacher

Teach your students to not be afraid, yet in your heart you know the world is again...

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They say time fills the void that grief brings 

That life becomes easier and we are supposed to feel comfort in knowing that the emptiness and the pain weaken their grips around our throats 

How happy we should be to allow these to pass 

But I would rather the emptiness fill me like a garden hose in an Olympic pool and the pain dull like an open break sealed with bandaids 

And when the...

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Thank You Dad

Thank you Dad.

Thank you for your deep deep love.

For always making me feel so special and loved.

For teaching me to pass on that love to my own children.

I could not have felt more loved.


Thank you Dad.

Thank you for sharing with me your love of music and poetry.

For reading to me at bedtime and encouraging my love of books.

For instilling in me the love of words and ...

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