Poetry inspired by both the experiences and posts of some much valued friends.
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Grief by Hev Cagnasso
A friend recently posted a poem about grief to her facebook feed that so perfectly encapsulates the condition I couldn’t help but ask for permission to share it here. It was very kindly given. Continue reading
One Banana, Two Banana
Revisiting Fruits of the Loon for the purposes of Instagram lead to me once again facing arch nemesis Banana: the fruit that foiled like no other. Continue reading
Jilted John
John’s feeling jilted; but is he right or by the sword of his own hand—so to speak—wrong? Read the poem to decide . . .
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N. P. Ryan vs. War
Recent events compel me to post once again; originally posted as simply vs. War in particular response to Russia’s second most recent invasion of Ukraine.
Fake Knockers
Poetry on the subject of fake knockers.
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That Route
A poem that is conversely anti poetry.
Header image of a snowy path next to a lake taken by me on the shores of Lake Ontario circa 2017. Continue reading
Run On Mawr
Poetry possibly inspired by a number of childhood memories being cobbled together.
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Mist-spent Youth
Possibly, maybe, kinda, potentially based on something I once couldn’t work out.
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An Aubergine of Apology (or Eggplant of Repentance in North America)
Just over a year ago in August, 2022, a lecturer I follow on Twitter posted not only about it being her birthday, but also that she’d already received dick pics from two unknown senders to celebrate the fact.
What really took me by surprise was when she went on to Continue reading
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