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My latest missives & musings
Henry and me
April 12, Napowrimo 2026. Today, we are challenged to write our own poem that recounts a memory of a beloved relative, and something they did that echoes through our thoughts today.Henry Parker is my one of my Great, Great, Great Grandfathers. He was the last Station Master at Watchet station in Somerset before the working…
Fishing in frocks
April 11, Napowrimo 2026. Today’s prompt did not inspire me, I blame day one, all will be clear on that when you read my near Haiku below. A wet stag weekend,Fishing in frocks and tights,Words put the world to rights. I’m sorry haikuI may have just messed with youFeel free to blame the wine.
Never mind this bollocks
April 10, Napowrimo 2026. On this happy day for me, we are asked to follow in the footsteps of poet Geoffrey Brock and write a brisk, concise poem about grief. Tired of the sickening state of this world, I chose to find a glimmer of hope amongst the cartloads of grief our “heroes’ tip upon…
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