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Flowers Laughing

  She stepped out again to smoke. To sit among her garden flowers, Now laughing; and quietly wile away A day with lilies, dahlias, iris and Bright wisteria scents slashing. Laughing at nothing but happy and gay, And her smoke … Continue reading

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Giving up juices

    Mussels, oh mussels. Mussels are good things, How they sidle up to white wine and garlic, As though ready to fall in love at first kiss, Taking on the whole of the thing and giving Fully their own juices … Continue reading

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Hung Up

   She reminded me recently how easily it was To get tangled up in the bad stuff. We were fishing. Not a normal pursuit, But one I loved and Asked her for. Now a wad of line and a bent … Continue reading

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