I dreamt last night.
A dream of guise,
Compelling resolution.
Yet no relief,
From fruitless sighs
Just an hallucination.
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When the dog bites, when the bee stings...
- We have an allotment
- We grow fruit and veg
- Making our own wine/beer/flavoured schnapps
- Love getting out and about
- living frugally
- Keeping chickens (some of them rescued ex battery chickens)
- Foraging for wild food
About Me
- The Barefaced Poet
- somewhere near Liverpool, United Kingdom
- I avoid parties, lifts and escalators. I have to have an aisle seat at the theatre; I'm always looking for an escape route. I prefer to spend time with the 'unconventional'. I'd hate to be called 'normal'; I don't believe in labels, they rub my neck. Humour, intelligence and kindness mean more to me. I have an itchy brain; I always feel like I'm missing out on something. I'm anti clock-wise. I'm restless. I wish I had the willpower to be vegetarian. I think I should get out more. I love exclamation marks...and marzipan!!!!
I've been blogging for years but run out of space on my ISP account...so here I am!
For older posts, see here
http://www.liverpoolpoet.talktalk.net/diary.htm
For older posts, see here
http://www.liverpoolpoet.talktalk.net/diary.htm
Hauntingly beautiful my friend - thank you for sharing more of your writing....
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