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On Beauty
My love of Beauty, nurtured through the years,
Of form and fair proportion’s served me well.
Yet often I ask: where does my true love dwell?
Within my soul; this heart; these eyes; or ears?
Does she conduct the music of the spheres?
Or, sit in silence sweet on Lakeland fell?
Are roses’ heavenly scent bound by her spell?
Her spirit surely lives in all...
Friday 30th June 2023 10:54 am
Double Haiku -النكبة an-Nakbah
https://youtu.be/vqJHUkOTLOQ
From the frying pan
Of lying thieving scumbags,
To Tory-lite fire;
The tool-maker’s son,
Palestine’s blood on his hands,
Purging our Red Rose.
Thursday 1st June 2023 1:58 pm
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