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    Walking Backwards to the Wake

      Seduced by the tongue in her hair  collapsed from shoulder as waterfall  captured by an artist  who dreams in sunsets    Nape of her neck flowed into negligee  and surely, breath could only find  refuge in intensive care, the closest  hospital was a hundred ambulances away    Everyone has a date with an undertaker  all the humour of a...

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    Anatomy of a Loss (2)

    A standard Friday morning at work -well, almost standard - I’d arrived late as planneddue to having to make an appointment.Fifteen minutes in, the telephone rang.“Would you like to take the call in the staff room,or are you OK...

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    • Shock and unreliability of the news is highly felt on this

    • I can’t even comprehend a loss this magnitude. All I can offer is the humble hope that you will find at least a modicum of peace in the writing.

      • Thank you. I hope writing and music will help, eventually. We also managed to fulfil her wishes and donate her organs, which is a real positive. Nobody should have to go through this, though. She was only 17, was much loved, and it’s just horrific.

    • Powerfully penned, Ellie. I can’t even imagine my friend, so sorry for your loss. Writing is therapy, may it bring you some sort of relief. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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    The Land

    I was told this was home I was given it on silver plater They fail to tell me that I would have to steal it   Words written on paper was crafted beautifully Penmanship to die for That was it… The hidden message   To    die   ...

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  • My Land

    I was told this was home
    I was given it on silver plater
    They fail to tell me that I would have to steal it

    Words written on paper was crafted beautifully
    Penmanship to die for
    That was it…
    The hidden message

    To die for

    I can not take what is not mine
    Can land really be mine
    The oil and coal pillage from m…Read More

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    • In Indigenous culture and belief, no one owns the land, we inherit it and are part of it and must share and protect it, leaving it in better shape for future generations. I think this is a much better culture, belief, and morality than what we have in today’s world. I like your poem because it points to this kind of understanding. A very fitting…Read More

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