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 Apr 2022 Mark Toney
Rob-bigfoot
Shimmering delight
The beauty of the night sky
Forever and free!

© Robert Porteus
My life is one of the China teacups
my grandmother collects,
pretty and perfectly in place
on the outside,
but on the inside
I'm just one push off the table from
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Haven't been able to write for a while because I've been on break. I've grown an entire year older in just the two weeks I've been gone!
 Dec 2021 Mark Toney
Jackie Mead
Where do the birds go at night?

When the noise ceases and silence surrounds.

When there are no starlings or sparrows flying in the sky or to be seen upon the ground.

Where do the birds go at night?

When it is perfectly quiet where can all the birds be?

Are they asleep in bushes close to the ground or nestling high up in a tree?

Where do the birds go at night?

When darkness descends and evening arrives, where do all the birds hide?

Are the birds playing hide n seek, having a bit of fun, as they wait for the first glimpse of the morning sun?

Where do the birds go at night?

Do you ever wonder if they have a secret life?

By day they are happy, singing a cheerful tune. By night they are more reflective singing Clare De Lune.

Where do the birds go at night?

Is it a puzzle that keeps you awake?
Do you toss and turn, until the birds return at daybreak?

Where do the birds go at night?

When morning breaks and the birds begin to sing.
Every morning seems like the first day of spring.
Waiting for the first sight of birds gathered upon your fence.
Full of hope for the day to commence.
Inspired by a visit to the Lake District this week.
I hope you enjoy.
Is it okay if I use your chilli impulses in the flour I use to make my poetic pakodas?
If you don't see yourself in my eyes, they aren't yours.
 Dec 2021 Mark Toney
HOPE
I saw her face
On a broken mirror
Clothed with a smile
Yet fragmented as the reflection
 Dec 2021 Mark Toney
ryn
Advocate
 Dec 2021 Mark Toney
ryn
The irony of a life unshackled -
seemingly an advocate for freedom.

But only to find its beats forlorn,
as it serviced payments for past follies’


ransom.
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