Reflex

You can comment on and get it wrong,but comment on. Some can talk a storm, a gale force nine onanything we post and there’s time for you tocomment too, some keep schtum, keep mum’s the wordand say nothing of what seems absurdand some go on their way with nothing ontheir minds to say. I bite…

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Take what we get

Something’s developing in the darkroom, a flash, inspiration, night, trepidation. Moving with the nitrate well silvered hair at any rate but beggars can’t be choosers…

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Higher geometry

Looking out and wondering why everything is passing you by and those looking in are thinking the same thing it’s what we do. I read speed write take speed is that not right? I’m looking beyond the calico dress and the words I could find to impress are lost in the winds that blow through…

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Bulls eyes

War paint but this ain’t the last stand this is England no hostiles here. We dream of the prairie because our lives our dreary, I dream of Revere no hostiles here. Sheer pluck alone can cut to the bone if you’re an artist and most of us are. Sing? well that’s a hit or miss…

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