I just phoned H. She knows
about weather and plants and possibly God.
I take nothing for granted.
One day I will ring and
noone will answer.
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where barbers smile alarmingly
sad frightened lonely speck of sheep
thinks : oi must be baaahmy
About Me
- Sandjet
- Plymouth, Devon, United Kingdom
- Writer/poet. Please go to www.saltpublishing.com for book info on SPEED (2007)- I`ve had a lot of poetry published. I`ve done a lot of readings/performances. But we dont want to talk about that stuff, do we? Nah. Hmm, I may put poetry here though. I may put other people`s poetry here. In fact I should hope so. But by invitation only. So dont bombard me with poems please. Unless you are really really better than good, and just happened to find this blog thingy by sheer luck. Or heaven forbid, had heard of me as a poet.
half a cloud heart
very fast plane in this picture somewhere
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