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Thank you, alliyah! I guess I lost the momentum a little bit, but here's one that popped into my mind over lunch today. #10 Finish the spinach! my grandmother said, ...

#9 Poems can be short and sweet like this one here, with just eight feet

#8 Having once failed I have doubt and I have fear And the future with success in Has faded from view Having once failed All the pressure is relieved And ...

#7: Blood Sugar Caught out again: I'm sitting on the train commuting, almost halfway home when it hits: a quiver, shiver, shake in my shoulders and fingers, a light and ...

#6 Skulking just below the surface Simmering softly under the skin Something strong and overwhelming Bursts out, blows up

#5: Advice Nothing is perfect, Nothing could be, So pick what will please you - It works out, you'll see.

Context: to add some interest to NaPo this year, I've picked up Stephen Fry's book The Ode Less Travelled, which I bought and enjoyed many years ago. It's a handbook ...

#3: Laundry It's been three weeks. The washing pile still grows and grows, and grows. It's wild to think that we have anything at all still fit to wear. Each ...

#2: Songs sing softly to yourself at night half-remembered lullabies, or nineteen-eighties rugby tunes rendered in a gentle croon each deep note that you recall lowering that cortisol

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#1: Pinecone meticulous, she peeled away each scale extracting my core from its defensive mail set them out in her notes with the frog from my throat and then our ...

Go on then, let's do a NaPo again. 2023: pine trees and plane trees and pavements and parks 2020: Dragon: Disconnected 2019: A Dragon of Carefully Chosen Words 2018: Hopes ...

Thank you so much @Euphory! --- I was determined to do not only 30 poems, but as close to one a day as I could get, but this last week ...

#25 Shoot me on Kodak Gold in the afternoon sunlight; soften my edges and saturate me; pin me on the wall to perpetuate me and all the smiles of 1995. ...

#24 The tree by my window does spring like a Dr Seuss illustration: skinny twig branches reaching for the sky sprout spiky heads of hair, pale green and unruly, bouncing ...