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Time for another #fridaypoem and it’s another #haibun
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Blossom A haibun by Dawn Mclachlan We walked up the last hill. I knew the old man would say that it wasn’t fair horses had to risk slipping pulling that weight just for him. He need not worry, they were steady and true, tossing their plumes with admirable grace and elegance. He always loved walking that road. The stubby trees garlanding the kerb with blossom in late spring. He’d sing - “cherry pink and apple blossom white, the poets say…” as we ran and whirled around him beneath the wind blown cascade at imaginary future weddings. The trees were heavy with blossom that final day. It seemed fitting we should pass beneath them on our way. I wanted to stop and dance again, but it was far too late. The sky seemed too blue On a day that called for rain Petals in black manes
November 28, 2025 at 9:14 AM
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In Your Arms
#poem by Devon Connelly

A poem about betrayal and love lost.

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In Your Arms - A Poem about Betrayal and Love Lost
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November 8, 2025 at 4:25 PM
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Time for another #Fridaypoem
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Ghosts by Dawn Mclachlan The dead return on stealthy feet and in the quiet ways Not in the shrieks of myth Or the clanked chains of literature Not in spectral bloodied cloth And creaks of floor They require neither season nor reason Instead they appear in the watch unwound The drawer jammed by a rusted penknife They rise from a homeless key And a half- remembered phone number They tumble from yellowed photo albums slipping from unused tools in spider-webbed racks They linger in restless moments passing through childhood towns They surprise us in the expression of a child Or the saying of a friend They return not in the fearful dread But in the sorrowful silence Or in a distant song that snatches breath And brings an unexpected smile
October 31, 2025 at 10:52 AM
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Heartfelt thank you to Oloriel Moonshadow for spending time with my words and for their review of 'The Liminal Light of the Night' from @hedgehogpress.co.uk 🌜🙏🏻🌛
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‘Liminal Light of the Night’, poetry by Carmella De Keyser – a review
Recently, I had the privilege to blurb a poetry chapbook by a wonderful creative, Carmella De Keyser. Here you can find my impressions on this soulful booklet. What I really love about Carmella&#82…
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May 3, 2025 at 1:07 PM