The first of many, this set. Please let me know if you write a flash, story or poem today.
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Does the road wind uphill?
This is where we met
I have a rendezvous with Life
Consider the cat, the worm
I have walked this way before but it all surprises me
At least it wasn’t your fault
Nothing is required
We hear the wail of mothers
All the traffic lights are red
Doubt drifts down among us
I heard it was Kerry
Mrs Murchison and the Man from Vienna
It’s a kind of blue but more green, really
Gerry Adams loves this one.
The river widens, deepens but then it is mud
I was seeking the answer, to do with butterflies
To do with pork, something about pork
The hands of other people and I am lifted up
Friends, fellow travelers, no need for pity
When you are away, I turn down your pictures