Tag Archives: Verse

Notes from the small dog – Cold feet

Posted on October 10, 2016 by Sue Vincent

The door is wide open… She shivers inside; She has not enough fur Wrapped around that thin hide. Now, me I’m quite cosy Snug- coated in black And can sit and enjoy Autumn sun on my back. “You are in … Continue reading →

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Optimist

Posted on April 6, 2016 by Sue Vincent

Are you up to your eyeballs in thick, sticky mud Or a full-monty face pack that’s doing you good? Are you beating your head on the wall till you’re blue? If you beat hard enough then you might just break … Continue reading →

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From the archives…

Posted on September 13, 2014 by Sue Vincent

Remember Cold creeps in slowly, Bones, chilled and brittle Snap like twigs, Fragile and friable. Remembered warmth Turns the mind to memory; Sunlight and laughter And your hand in mine Murmuring dreams; Walking our future As our words entwine And … Continue reading →

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Handbag Philosophy

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Sue Vincent

Originally Posted on December 30, 2012 And this I know: whether the one True Light, Kindle to Love, or Wrath — consume me quite, One Glimpse of It within the Tavern caught Better than in the Temple lost outright. From … Continue reading →

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