A Boundless Love

 How did You find Me?

I Followed My Heart....

How did You find Me.?

I Whispered Your Name!

How did You find Me?

I Followed The Wind

How did You find Me?

I Ran with The Wolf!

How did You find Me?

I Flew with The Albatross !

How did You Find Me?

I Sang with aThe Skylark !

How did You find Me?

I Danced with The Hare!

How did You Find Me?

I Swam with The Dolphin!

How did You find Me

I Listened to The Trees!

How Did You Find Me?

Had I Searched a Thousand Ways

Would You 

still 

Ask

How did I find You?

We are Twin Souls...

We were Never Apart!

The Only One

 When I was Young

I thought

"We are All the Same"

I was told

I look like My Mum

so

We Must Be

But

Something Changed...

My First Day at School

I Cried

Even though

We All wore 

The same uniform

I felt 

more like

A Stain 

on 

My White Dress

I ran Home

at

Lunch Time..

The next Day

I stayed away from School

My Mum told me

"Be Proud"

"Be Yourself"

"Keep your Head held High"

She Loved Me

My Daily walk

to

That School felt long...

I got to Know every Crack

in

The Pavement

I looked forward

to 

Seeing the Lovely Tiny Yellow Flowers

Growing 

in 

All those spaces...

The Playground felt a Cruel Place

to

Be...

I didn't get The Jokes

We seemed to speak a different Language

I felt very Alone...

Not sure how I did it

Moving 

through

Those painful Years?

Now I am Older

what 

I have learned

Empowers Me....

Everyone

is 

Different

None of Us

are 

The same

All of Us

Each of Us

are

The Only One

                                                                                      

December 2025

 May love 

fill

This Season 

with 

Joy

and

Bless You

with 

Her Kiss....

May it Be so

Beyond Parameter

                                                        The Wind does not really need a name

when

Storm Clouds rise

Nor The Sea 

gushing 

Giant waves

against

Ancient Headlands

 Even Trees felled

from

Deep Roots

need

No Epitaph

They share

Their Own Lament

Rivers Overflow their Banks

Plains become  Lakes

The Land disordered

The Scale 

on

A Constant increase 

Autumn scratches Her Head

in

Dismay

Where to begin

settling

This deluge 

of

Anarchic Rhythms

She feels

an

Enforced Labour

upon

A Sodden Earth

Wearied

The Sun The Moon

reassure

Her

Each Shorter Day

becoming

Her way forward

Steadying the delicate Balance

of

The Circle's ephemeral transitions

The Debris of Yesterday

nourishing

The Transformations

of

Today

The Winds of Change

sweep

Beyond Parameter..

Renewal

That Infinite Mystery

where

Life Abounds

A Seaon Turns

Sore Throats

 The Air was Consumed

by 

Smoke

Funeral Pyres 

filled

What once

was

A Playground

The Wailing

of

Grief Loss

&

Despair

Carried 

into

The Decimated Rubble

of

Home..

Sore Throats unable 

to 

Raise a Voice..

Day after Day the World Watched

An Obliteration

of

People and Place

Trespassers 

in

Their Own Land

43 Seconds

 How long is 43 seconds?..

60 steps 

at 

Medium pace

How Long is 43 Seconds?

The Time taken

by

 "Little Boy"

to 

Drop

from 

"Enola Gay"

onto

HIROSHIMA

How Long is 43 Seconds?

80 Years

                                                   

                                                                      [6th August 1945]

 

Morning Song

A Radio

Music 

Mozart

The Sun smiles

 through

My Window

Across the Road

A Cherry Tree

Blossom 

adorns

Her Branches..

All shades

of

Pink..

Spring

is

Singing

An Aria

of

Awakening

a rhythm of life

  Sitting at a table

by

The side 

of 

A busy street

Sipping Coffee

Usual sounds 

Hone

of

Speeding traffic

Footsteps

Chatter 

of

Passer By's

People of all ages  

"Strangers"

On their way

From

and

To

Somewhere

Above

at

A slow pace

Clouds Sweep 

along

Their own Pathways

Here 

now 

Then Gone

Maybe

Not unlike my thoughts

simply

Passing through

Tete a Tete ..a conversation

                                                                There is not one moment 

when 

You have been Absent

in

My Life

Even before I became aware 

You Cosseted Me 

Through so many years 

You have never ceased 

to 

Sustain Me

Looking back 

I know

 I have taken You 

for 

Granted

Maybe 

in 

My Ignorance 

 even 

Abused You

Then of course there are the Times

Driven 

by 

Powerful energies

I pushed 

Your Boundaries

Taking risks 

at 

Your expense

No wonder I fear 

You may Be wearied of Me

Opting Out of Our Relationship

without

Warning

Huh

Where would I Be

should

That happen??

You have been and remain

so

Kind

Putting up with Me

Ha

We certainly have been through a lot together 

You have shaped Me and Shaken Me

Your Faithfulness astounds Me

Through You I have learned so much

Thank You

Of Course

I know

One Day

We will Separate

                                                                  I cannot find the words

to

Tell You

How much I will miss You

I really Like You

Love You

You have been a Constant

My Rock

My Tender Loving Companion

Enabling Me to Experience

All of Life's Abundant Variety

Together

Me and My Body

 A ROAD LESS TRAVELLED

with

Love

xx

At such a Time as This

                                                                 At such a time as This

I light a Candle..

For 

Victims

of

Wars..

Of

All Wars..

The Stench

of

Death and Dying

Indiscriminate Killing still Lingers

in

The so called Theatre of War

War though 

is no

Afternoon Matinee

At such a time as This

I light a Candle

for

All Unknown Soldiers

and

"The Missing"

Their Anonymity

and

Absence

still

Leave Families struggling 

for

Closure

For those

who

 Survive The Insanity 

Horror

and

Desolation

of

War

I light a Candle

Their Wounds 

Life Changing 

Invisible

 often

Borne Alone

For Some 

Whole Generations

know

Nothing other than War

Grief  becomes as Familiar

as

Breathing

Tomorrow

A Constant Uncertainty

 

For People called  Refugees....

Displaced

Sometimes Demonised

in

Their Quest

for

Sanctuary and Safety

I Light a Candle...

Loss  

remains

An Open Lesion

At such a time as this

I light a Candle

War is Unmitigated Violence

towards

All of Life 

Scorching The Land

Rupturing Natural Rhythms

 

Mother Earth is Already in Crisis

At such a Time as Now

I Light a Candle

War steals Lives..

Goodies 

Baddies

Them

Us...

It is a Primitive response

to

Differences

Can a War 

ever 

Be called Just?

Of Course

Just another War....

and so it goes

Uncluttered Rhythms

  In Rhythms

Sublime

& 

Uncluttered

Light Sinks

Shadows Fade

Darkness Rises...

Dense

Layer upon Layer

Ever Thickening...

A Meandering Journey 

to 

The Longest of  Nights

A Zenith

This Midwinter Moment...

Consummating 

once more

The Sun's 

Love Affair

with

Mother Earth ...

Winter Solstice

when

Spring is Conceived

Connie

  A lot of  Bright 

Shone through Grey Skies..

Spotted in the Park

I was followed Home

Swooping low 

Just above my Head

Black wings outstretched

A Crow glides gracefully in Front of Me

towards

The little Wall 

in 

View

of

My Kitchen Window 

I pass Her

with

"Hello Connie"

She Fidgets

She's here for a snack..

 

Cat Biscuits..

Grey Skies

Blue Skies

No Matter the Weather

The Sun always Smiles

when

Connie stops by

The Quietest of Walks

 A well trodden Track

through

An Avenue 

of 

Trees

into

The Woods

One 

I have Walked

since 

Childhood...

A hushed busyness

greets

My Senses

A Black Bird

Hops  

upon

Fallen Leaves

Her Head Bobbing 

for

A Scrumptious meal

Squirrels  

Playfully race Up

and

Along

Rugged Fissured Bark

and

Bendy Branches

A Lone Robin perches

but

A few feet away

Eyeing

My Presence..

For a Moment

I stand still

Enchanted...

The Trees 

are

Chattering

Their Leaves

are

Rustling

Birdsong

fills

The Air

O the Joy

to

Be Here..

In

       This Quietest of Walks

A Ditty [Autumn Equinox]

                                                                   Summer is sleeping

A Changeable Clime

Quickens

Leaves are Ablaze

with

Colour

Autumn settles

into

Her Rhythm 

The Moon Smiles

A Late Harvest 

is 

Gathered

Light and Dark

join

Hands

In this Moment

of

Harmony

Mother Earth catches Her Breath

Joy and Thanksgiving

 Reside

Heartsong

  Dawn rises 

Skies

Dappled Red 

Shepherds Warning..

Pigeons Coo

Crows Caw

Gulls Squawk

The Fox runs Home

A robin stops by

Morning drifts

to

Noon

Fallen Leaves 

Scatter

in 

An Accelerating Wind

Rain 

Pitter Patters 

like

A Drum Roll

onto

Window Panes

Autumn sinks

into

The Mud

of

A Waterlogged Earth

 Skies 

Flat Grey

as

Chilly Air

seizes 

Mid Afternoon

Hailstones

announce

The Seasons'

are

Influx

Winter

 wanders

towards

 Dusk

A Day Ends

with

A First Dusting

of

Snow

Darkness Falls

In the Hush

A Lovely Duet 

can 

Be Heard..

Autumn and Winter

still

Singing

Their Heartsong

Alpine Dream

 A Fading Fog

Enshrouds

The Highest

of

 Spires

For a Second

I am 

Observing

An Alpine Peak

Magnificently Predominant

Sublimely Serene

The Stillness

of

This Scene 

so 

Ordinary

brings

Magic

to

My wait in Line

at

The Coffee Shop

The River

There was an unusual Quiet along the River Today

No Swash from a Low or High Tide

just

 The Hushed Meandering Flow

 and

Swirl of Adverse Currents

On Passage to The Sea 

.....................................................................................................................................................................

   It came upon Me again when in the Kitchen

                      A Beckoning like being struck by Vibrations from Ancient Ley Lines ..

      An Irresistible Call

        from

       The River

.......................................................................................................................................................................

 Upstream Her Guise is the Stuff of Poets and Romantics..

    Boating on Her Serene and Calm Waters..

       She though Sprung from Deep within Mother Earth

       Bubbling Up to the Surface Untamed and Free

            Her Boundaries always in Flux...

           Swollen Tides Shifting Sands..

            Her Currents Cold and Perilous 

          Surging Forward.

        The River

                   Her Call an Alluring Impulse 

           as 

        She flows to the Sea

.................................................................................................................................................................

The River called to Me again

             Just when The Sun though still High was Sinking

     From the City gazing Downstream Her Journey is always changing

Her Currents The Many Twists Turns and Obstacles She encounters 

  Until Finally Her Powerful Currents are Unleashed in One Final Advance

     Through the Estuary

     Into The Sea..

   Open Water

Infinite Horizons

 

A Psalm for Today

                                                Raise Your Voice

                                                Blow the Trumpet

                                                 Beat the Drum

                                                  Sing O Sing  

                                      Mountains Forests Rivers and Glade

                                 Let All of Creation unite and Honour Mother Earth

                                              A Brighter Day Dawns

                                                    Play the Flute

                           The Rampant fire of Renewal dissolves Doubts and Fears

                                                      Joy Erupts

                             The Rising Sun enriches the Seeds of Awareness

                                                    Love Flourishes

                                        All of Life Dances to Her Rhythms

                                                  Kinship Reigns

A Simple Rhyme

                                          Into the Forest's deepest Green

                                           Sacred Retreat so serene

                                            Pondering Life all it's woes

                                       My hidden thoughts No one knows

                                      Cut by brambles bruised through falls

                                       I'm tired of building defensive walls

                                    Alone in a muddle Anxiety Tossed

                                     In this moment I'm Feeling Lost

                                     Then in the distance Birdsong I hear

                                      A Call quite quiet but oh so Clear

                                   I follow Her Chirp A Guide is She

                                      Still small voice Sweet Mystery

                                 Blessings She brings on this Shortest Night

                                      Sunrise beckons Abundant Light

Soft Hues

                                        In the Garden where We Danced each Spring

                                 Soft Hues etch Daffodils upon the Stones where You Lay

                               Winter stole You from Me before the Cherry Tree Blossomed

                                                     Long Nights pursued Me 

 

                                            Restless sleepless Hours their Curse....

                                                     I thought I saw You Today

                                           Waiting by the River where We first met

                                                       I followed Your Shadow...

                                             Soft Hues Etch Daffodils in My Heart

                                        

                                                             

                                                

Luminous Spark

 Dancing Chanting

Midnight's Dark

Mystery Magic

Luminous Spark

A Fox Barks

Owl Hoots a Tune

The Woods Unfold

Softest of Moon

Fragrant Aroma

Inviting Hue

Burning Flame

Shades of Blue

Sacred Gathering

 Love Resonates

Kindred Spirits

Intuitive Traits

Ancient Voices

Honour The Earth

Abundance Abounds

Renewal and Rebirth

    

Dancing Chanting

Darkest Night

Mystery Magic            

Emerging Light

The Portal

                                           Upon A Shoreline You wait...

                                                Six Days behind You

                                 Your Impatience not Once reflecting Fear...

                                                Safe Passage Assured

                                  Dawn Glistens on the Surface of the Ocean

                         The Wind catches Your Breath beckoning You  Forward

                                I Watch Waves Cradle You in Their Care....

                                          This Moment Unfathomable

                                               A Misty Veil Forms

                                                   GONE...

               

                                                       

                

Absence

                                I never knew Absence could  Be or would Be so Noisy..

                                       Over and Over again Hearing Your Voice

                                        Our Conversations Running on and On...

                                           Becoming more Constant and Louder

                                             Your Absence broadening Daily.. 

                                      When You Died You knew I would miss You 

                                                       I had told You

                                   I never imagined though Your Absence would Be like This

                                                     Nothing is the same...

                                             At Night I still take the Phone to Bed

                                    Just in case You can Call from wherever You are!

The Process

                                      An Idea emerges after a long incubation

                                         Beginning the Journey of Becoming

                                            Words about to Be Hatched.

                                                         A First Line 

                                               Holding a Life of it's Own...

                                                       Poetry in Motion

                                                           The End? 

            

                                                        Still Unwritten 

                                                           Always

                                                         A Surprise

Mid Summer Morn

                                                          Skies Flat Grey

                                      Tree Tops sway to unseasonal North Winds

                                      The Landscape Saturated by Torrential Rain

                        Crops bare an Uncertain Future bereft of the Sun's warm breath

           The Climate seems unsympathetic and Out of Sync to the most Ancient of Rhythms...

                                        Hidden from View She is Rising 

                                                     Her Path sealed

                                     Light erupts early on this Midsummer Morn

                                 In One Final Magnificent Moment Mystery Unfolds 

                                                  She reaches Her Zenith  

                                          Generosity Joy and Abundance abound

                                                    On this Brightest of Days

                                                                  Summer Solstice June 21st

At the Estuary

                                     Swollen Clouds a Stormy shade of Grey Hang Low

                                              Sail Boats Grounded on Mud Flats

                                           Sea Birds playing Hop Skip and Jump

                           The River Fierce and Resolute still flowing upon Her Enduring Waters

                     Across The Estuary on the Distant Shore a Soft Blue Hue Mists The Landscape

                                                               Leigh On Sea

                                                                  Low Tide

The Traveller

                                     I have Travelled Far across Darkened Skies

                                              Guided Alone from Long Ago

                                                  This Quest costing My All

                                        Wearying Years became more Wearying

                                                Doubt caressed My Dream

                                          The Brightest Light always an Horizon

                                       Echoes of Lost and Forlorn vibrated Louder

                                                             Until

                                                        I Reached You

Togetherness

                                                              Tonight

                                                    Where ever you are

                                                          Pause awhile

                                                        Take a deep breath

                                                     Feel Your Body Grounded

                                                        Slowly gaze skywards

                                               Observe the vast expanse of Space

                                                       Focus upon the Moon

                                                   Though in a different Place

                                       

                                                         The one I see

                             The same one seen through the Eyes of Our Ancestors....

                                                                YES

                                                                 You

                                                                  Me

                                                         Are Not Alone...

                                                       We are Connected

                                              All of Us upon this Good Earth

                                                        This Good Earth

                                                           We call Home

Cafe La Duchesse

  Stokey is a Friendly place

Church Street.. trendy I guess

Lots of Shops and Cafes

And one called La Duchesse

Decor has interesting "nick knacks"

Clean Tidy Spacious No Mess

Welcoming Service always

Will greet You at La Duchesse

Visit Alone or with Friends 

Just wear Day to Day dress

No need for "airs and graces"

At the classy La Duchesse

The Coffee is Aromatic

A flavour to not suppress

Has a delicate kick that lingers

At Cafe La Duchesse

Salads Quiche and Pastries

Delicacies made with finesse

The Cheese Cake is my favourite

You really must try La Duchesse

I'll Be there late afternoon

May sit outside to de-stress

Always enjoy the Ambiance

Along Church Street at La Duchesse

I found my walk on Brighton Beach

I found My Walk on Brighton Beach

while

The Sun sailed slowly across a Cloudless Sky

and

A Sultry stillness permeated the Air..

Here

A Sea Scape emerged...

Soft exquisite shades

Blue

Green

Turquoise ...

and

       The Ocean Kissed the Sky..

A Perfect Juxtaposition..

Seagulls Squawked and Screamed overhead

Waves splashed upon the Shore Line

in

Magical Variations and Whispers

The Esplanade lined 

with 

Beach Huts Little Tea shops and Wee stops

Hosted a Carnival of Unhurried activity

Alone

I dawdled bare foot upon warm paving

In a moment of Ecstasy

So

When along The City's Congested Thoroughfares

My Sinuses stifled by Petrol fumes

and

The Rhapsody of Urban Life is a Requiem

My Heart beats a different Vibration..

My Steps shift to a familiar Rhythm

The Magical Walk

I Found at Brighton Beach

Haiku 5

Cocktail for Chaos

Ego Delusion Power

New Reality

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The Autocrats Pen

Signing away Liberty

Unrestrained Power

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Something is Stirring

Whirlpool of Angst in My Gut

Equity's Demise

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 Relentless Sorrow 

Rivers of Grief Drown My Day

War's Merciless Tide           

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Monstrous Violence

The Killing Fields of Gaza

Sorrows Disbelief

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 Fifty Thousand Dead

 A Proportionate Response?

Gaza Genocide

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Showing Their Muscle

Championing Their Sabres

Machismo of War

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Point and Counter Point

Politics Pretext Power

Rhetoric of War

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Humanities Shame

Life becomes Expendable

Goodies Baddies 

WAR

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An Aromatic Balm

 The Gentle Strokes

upon

Piano Keys

Resound across

The vast expanse

of

Universes

Alone I hear

One by One Single Notes

Their Sound Resonates

Subdues thought

Tears fill My Eyes...

I Bathe in this Aromatic Balm

From Deep within a Wellspring

of

Sorrow and Pain

My Senses Re-awaken

Tender Softening Tones

Reassuring

Affirming

Healing...

Such  Bliss

"Beethoven's Piano Concerto no 5 2nd Movement"

Haiku 4

 Well worth waiting for

Moments of Comfort and Bliss

A Summer Evening 

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Gone Feels Far Away

Your Absence Always My Loss

Remembering You 

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Remembering You

Flowers Floating South with Tide

Seaside Ritual

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Had to get Away

City Living needs short Breaks

Off to see The Sea

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The thing about Life

Though it is not a Repeat

We Know The Ending

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Honouring The Earth

Integrity of The Land

Wiccan Heitage

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I still feel Your Touch

So Hot Upon My Body

Cheeky Mosquito

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It is not my fault

He charmed me

bout

My Cheekbones

Super Short Haircut

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Always Conflicted

Who Why When and What to Tell

 Sharing My Stories

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Still Holds a Magic

Seeing each time from a Train

Wembley Stadium

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Magic Memories

Singing Carols Christmas Eve

Snow begins to fall

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Always a Puzzle

Looking at My Old Photos

How did I get here.

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So much Grief about

Uncertainty Grips Many

Sending Healing Thoughts

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 Teller of Past Lives

Seer of what is to come

Listening to Trees

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News 

is

Alarming

Switched Telly Off

for

A Break

Dancing 

with

Fae Folk

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Let Us Celebrate

The Turning of The Season

Time of Abundance

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Season a Turning

Natural Rhythms bring Change

A New Beginning

Haiku 3

Out from Earths Dark Womb

She Gushes Up into Light

The River is Born

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 Good Here isn't it

Was His Favourite Saying

Remembering Dad

#FathersDay2021

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Our Love

A Journey

Never Lost in Each Other

Always Learning More

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Dawn is so Quiet

I miss Your sweet Melodies

Blackbird where are You

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Desperate Broken

Pawned all I had left of Us

A Gold Wedding Ring 

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Grey Skies Wind Rain Chills

All very familiar

An English Summer 

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Always Affirming

"I Know You are Trying Ducks"

Mum's Constant Support

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I miss phoning You

Sharing of Life's little Joys

Still mourning My Mum

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See You in a Field

Wonder what Your Day is like

The Life of a Horse 

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Well worth waiting for

Moments of Comfort and Bliss

A Summer Evening

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Scanning Life's Moments

Regrets

Yes

I have a few

Pensive start to Day

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 Transformative Walk

Avebury

Silbury Hill

Treading Sacred Trails

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Honouring The Earth

Integrity of The Land

Wiccan Heritage

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Wiccan Heritage

Imaging Spacious Green Fields

The Uncluttered Land

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Writing Poetry

Conjouring Imagery

Wordless Beginnings

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You Spread Joy each Day

Barista Serving Coffee

Lovely Smiling Eyes

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He looked so content

Sitting Outside a Cafe

Smoking Wooden Pipe

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A Wearied Moment

All these Medical Concerns

On being Older

#NHSThankYou