tangerine peels
kleenex by my pillow
winter’s progress
fall sneaks in
don’t need a calendar
the bones know
a cold three dog night
equivalent of eight cats
or one former spouse
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their noses and ears
dabs of strawberry ice cream
under the blankets
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my bedroom’s debris
crumpled Kleenex, and starfish
peeled from tangerines
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russian blue morning
oozes through doors and windows
gray cat gazes out
Enjoying Life In New Ways
Poetry, Photography, haiku,
the literary asylum
Wherever I lay my pen, that's my home
my humanity in written form
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Tales from the mouth of a wolf
a collection of words about my average, bog-standard life accompanied by some sub-par illustrations that depict selected moments in said life
Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes
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