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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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Thursday 13 July 2023

Young magpies appear ...


Young magpies appear, strutting their stuff 

on our lawns, along nature strips

and even on the asphalt.

Out without their parents,

they’re all grown-up now.

They are still sleek

slim youngsters,

shy and

glad.

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