#BadPoetry: jumper poem
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#BadPoetry: jumper poem

Just a little something I wrote when I went long-distance with my husband. Continue reading

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In Waiting
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In Waiting

Sunday is this bird’s day for resting, for hunkering down in bed and nesting. A husband beside for spooning me, a duvet on top for cocooning me, a wandering mind inside that’s teeming with cups of tea and domestic daydreaming. It’s all right there, I can clearly see gold-spun plaits glittering in the sunbeam, a … Continue reading