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Goldilocks and the Three Pigs

A teenage girl has an adventure with three little pigs

Once upon a time in a land not so far away there was a girl named Žaneta, who was known to her friends as Goldilocks, on account of her beautiful long hair that was as yellow as a buttercup. One sunny day, Goldilocks awoke to a snorty squeaky noise coming from under her window. She was used to funny occurrences, and she wondered if the day would lead to an adventure. Goldilocks was...Read On

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Day 73

My impression of being in lock down

At first it was scary, Dunkirk spirit and all that. But at least there was the saving grace of novelty, Walking for an hour a day, my daily exercise with the dog on a lead, suddenly I knew how she feels Then there were the mile long queues at Tesco, the empty aisles and barren shelves, Suddenly the staples were like gold dust - toilet rolls, bread and milk. And plain flour - that's a joke!...Read On

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No Glory

In honour of my Great Grandfather

No glory, only pride You played your part in a theatre where so many died On foreign soil, a strange language Memories of the old country in your heart Again and again you took to the air I can barely imagine your bravery The noise, the engines, guns If you were afraid, I understand Then to return to find your best friend gave his life The hollow victory, the pain Then the end came...Read On

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Coorie Doon in the Heather

Ode to my Scottish love

Ower the haugh and yont a glen there is a bonny dun Where the corbie flies agin the sky, afore the setting sun, Wi talloun and cracklings we sit doon and have a little drink And efter a wee heavy or two, we heat up a Cullen Skink, It'll tek ye frae all ye woes, nae matter what th' weather On the fair, we'll coorie doon, and make love among the heather No one but ye, my love...Read On

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A gift from afar

The beauty of the season is in one's heart

A carpet of frozen snowflakes doth lie Among the grass, icy dew dissolves, The fractals, each one unique and fleeting Colours, a prism in which the light evolves A little bird, ‘gainst a thorn his breast yields Hark! His winter song, his feathers are rent Blood from his heart, soak’d that we may see On crimson path, the winter – heaven sent Nought but the silence of the...Read On

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If I had wings...

The melancholy beauty of the fall

The olives and the ochres of withered blades, Of conkers and hazel all through the glade Dark evenings, too soon the clock going back, Squirrels secreting their nutty snacks A ring of fairies dancing on the lawn, Appearing in the early dawn The cool breeze brings a dash of rain, Like tears on the window pane A double rainbow a lucky sign? Still no evading autumn time ...Read On

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Goldilocks and the Three Pigs

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Day 73

No Glory

Coorie Doon in the Heather

A gift from afar

If I had wings...