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As the sun rose ...

As the sun rose ...

'Found' Micropoetry 

(From friends' emails)



as the sun rose over their garden his brother died 
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A crazy man crashed into us – the end of the Subaru.  A very fickle life!  Or a mad moon.
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In Ballarat East it’s quiet, it’s green. I can walk to the town centre. I have a choir venue and community garden.

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I feel fulfilled and free but I need a new obsession

From Harlots, Season 2, Episode 8:
Grief comes in great gusts 
to blow you down. The things men do.

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imagine your tongue circling the rosy sunrise of her nipple


(One way to deal with writer's block is to use other people's words!)


Linked to Poets United's Poetry Pantry #426