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please don’t © 2019 punkie please don’t please don’t tell me how i should feel don’t look at me askance when i refuse to share your views…
please don’t © 2019 punkie please don’t please don’t tell me how i should feel don’t look at me askance when i refuse to share your views…
Ever have one of those days, weeks, months, years or even lifetimes? Feel like fate is against you? Want to kick its ass? Me too. This poem is about that….
funeral pyre © 2019 punkie funeral pyre maybe it wasn’t a bad thing to have burned your book that day. It might have been a good thing,…
this poem just died © 2019 punkie this poem just died © 2019 Susan Macaulay . I invite you to share my poetry and posts widely, but please do…
February 2, 2019: It’s a BEAUTIFUL winter day in Mississippi Mills, and, earlier, as I sat with my morning tea, I imagined what it might be like to go on…
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Today, January 28, 2019, is my sixty-third birthday. Below are some of the things, in no particular order, that I’m grateful for today and every day. When I started…
“Hey! Look at that!” Bobby’s driving, so he sees him first. It’s about 9:30 p.m. on a late summer’s eve sometime in the 1990s, and we’ve just pulled into…
This poem was co-created with a friend who wishes to remain anonymous. It’s about a different kind of climax. climax © 2019 punkie climax only you love with rich…