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Seems only
yesterday we sang
(a bit tight)
Auld Lang Syne,
yet the eve has come once more
for midnight kissing.
skat@2018
A very Happy New Year to you and your loved ones, from me and mine (including the felines, Charlie and Prudie).
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I’m only
available for
short spells at
present, as
my mom is moving into
a retirement home.
Skat@2017
Monday’s bad enough;
but the one after a time
change, is just too rough!
skat@2017
This montage (borrowed from Facebook; please see link for original website) was me this morning.
This is the last time
I sign off with a sixteen
Unless I forget. 😉
skat@2016
Happy New Year to all my followers and the wonderful friends I have met here on WordPress! I appreciate you all immensely.
Kat Mortensen
Stock British phrase used
when you’re on the clock, fitting
out kids’ ghost costumes.
skat@2016
* I’ve lost it, haven’t I? Blame it on the time change.😝
Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry
did you get my message?...
Casting for the Deep
the quill that shatters glass
Setting up a Brand-New Life in London
a creative writing notebook by Bill Bisgood
by Lize Bard
Alex Markovich. 40 y.o. Russia. Artist. Author. MarkovichUniverse AT gmail DOT com
poems, flash fiction and photographs
Writing is ..., it just is ...
My Pen Writes of You When I Write of Me
thoughts, anecdotes and snapshots stumbled upon
Fumbling by Leisure, Singing to Cake
because the story must be told
Diary of a Canadian Winter Garden
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A Continuing Revolution
