Tag Archives: loneliness

you said yes

Posted on January 23, 2022 by ceayr

Click here to hear the poet read his words: you said yes I saw youstanding with a group of friendsat the school gatesand when I plucked up my courageyou smiled and said yes some time laterI left for universityI knew … Continue reading →

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boats in pyjamas

Posted on November 6, 2021 by ceayr

Click here to hear the poet read his words: boats in pyjamas boats in pyjamasprepared for winter sleepuseless as promiseswe knew we couldn’t keep masts in pink petalsdancing in twilit skynatural and lovelyto my unconsoled eye trees now undressedshorn naked … Continue reading →

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loss

Posted on October 9, 2021 by ceayr

Click here to hear the poet read his words: loss while in Scotland this summereven on those nightswhen the dark heavenssparkled with the eyes of a thousand loversI could not locate Orion this left me strangely unsettledfor reasonsI still don’t … Continue reading →

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invisible

Posted on March 28, 2021 by ceayr

Click here to hear the poet read his words (accompanied by a duo of persistent tourterelles): invisible at the coffee machineI silently watchthe happy chatter of the girlsas they discuss with each otherevery detail of their livestheir husbands boyfriends and … Continue reading →

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Loneliness – Sunday Photo Fiction

Posted on January 20, 2019 by ceayr

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by Susan Spaulding, who has taken over this great weekly prompt from my old friend Al Forbes. This week’s photo is once again provided by the lady herself The general idea is … Continue reading →

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Reflected Glory – Friday Fictioneers

Posted on September 10, 2014 by ceayr

AnElephantCant look into a mirror A truer word you will never hear spoken It is rather a pity But he is not very pretty And the mirror would be catastrophically broken Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time. With reflective … Continue reading →

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