Having been immersed in memoir writing for many months, I decided to write a small poem every day for a year to keep my poetic hand in. I've posted them to Instagram and facebook as written – where, to my amazement, people love them – but on this blog they are sometimes subject to later rewriting.
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Monday 13 March 2023
My smoochy, coochy cat ...
My smoochy, coochy cat,
my little sugar plum,
my precious angel girl,
my darling honey-bun.
I say these words to her,
and stroke her silken fur.
She stretches out and purrs.
She’s mine and I am hers.
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