Come Spring...
I paint my little room
all yellow
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My Uncle’s
old blue van
gone to seed now
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BEING TILLY
“Tilly! ” “Get down
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South of the buzzing
of a hairy bumble bee
North of the big dog’s bark
...
“If you fall
off that wall
& break both
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MY MOTHER’S KISS
Your kiss
...
Plucked kisses
from her pretty mouth
as they flowered
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The instruments
of Maths
scattered
...
Her cat
cradled in her lap
her frock
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There were three of us
that summer
you me &
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