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Daughter’s Day

Florists burst with fathers and children, Ordering the obligatory bouquet, Writing heartfelt messages. Others, a card from the garage or Chocolates left over from Christmas. A celebration of mothers: The wonderful mother The ‘good enough’ mother. But how does one … Continue reading

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Death’s attendant

She hovers outside the window in short sleeves, Puffy ankles pushed into sandals, Oblivious to the mid-winter crispness. She sucks the life out of her ciggie, Increasing her lip lines with every draw. Hair dyed so black it’s almost blue, … Continue reading

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Naked orchids

Mid-August, The orchids in the window Of the funeral directors Have not one bloom among them, Just flaccid leaves, dried out stems And silvery-grey aerial roots. The smell of loss lingers – Death’s hangover, Mourning’s accomplice – Despite the shiny … Continue reading

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Whitstable beach, Kent

The sea’s sounds soothe like balm for the soul: Waves rise and fall hypnotically, And sweep onto the shoreline and back out again, Like large licks of the sand whose imprint fades quickly Until the next ones swoops in. Time … Continue reading

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The wrong man

At first I don’t notice you at the bus stop. But then I see you staring at me. Who are you? I glance over my shoulder to see if you’re looking at someone behind me, but no-one’s there.  Your dark, … Continue reading

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Thoughts

Particles, Drift randomly hither and thither, In constant collision. Suspended, In the liquid of the mind. Dust, fluff Tiny grains, Seeds of thoughts, Remnants, Tirelessly, Jiggling and wiggling, In perpetual Brownian motion. ——————————————————————————— © Vicky Newham 2012. All rights reserved. … Continue reading

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Flash fiction 100 – SWEET REVENGE OR DIVINE INTERVENTION?

Whilst I was padlocking my bicycle, I noticed a car patiently waiting for someone to come out of a space in the busy car park, so that she could drive in. Then a yob approached, music blaring out of open … Continue reading

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