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Kidcobbler Rides Again
Friday, 1 May 2020
FIRST CUP OF COFFEE
Heart is woken
Put to work
Everything's created
Nothing spoken
Start to jerk
Pupils are dilated.
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TRAILS
AFTER
Late May in Lockdown 2020
EXPERIENCE OF MEMORY
THE EVERLASTING CANVAS
GOSSIP
STUNG
DAWN GALLOP
SHOWING THE WORKINGS
CONFIDENCE AND ROUTINE
THE FIRST SUNRISE AFTER LOCKDOWN
MEMORY STICKS
STOPPED CLOCKS
LET IT GO! LET IT GO! (Poem 4 kids)
DANDELIONS
BRIEF MEMORY
FULL OF ITSELF MOON
FROSTY FELINES
SCHRÖDINGER'S CLEANER
COSY CONTEMPLATION
BOOKMARK MEMORIES
MY DAWN GARDEN
FIRST CUP OF COFFEE
CORONACRACK OF DAWN
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About Me
Kidcobbler
Spent nine months dreaming on my back. Opened up new horizons, if only horizontal. Woke up disabled, with a Blue Badge and bed hair. Walk with a limp and a stick. Cue the double entendré and the stick. Saving money on shoes. Spending it on thoughts. Overdrawn at the creative bank. Loan facility disabled. The irony! Stronger through weakness. Weaker through slogans. New journeys to be taken. Pop along. I'm off my back. I'm back.
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