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Stories of Objects that Sustain

My grandma’s handbag

carries memories

as well as coins and keys;

not just another thing to grab

but the next lines of a story….

in this circus home

forests of recollections

whisper new seeds.

Sustainability Sundays

Peace love is not bought,

it is carried by our choice

to be the circle.

Critically

The below was written in a stream of conscious, as part of Linda G. Hill’s SoCS prompt.

The waters are critically high and overseas semi-arid lands become ever-more dry. Critically, promises were broken, made and then broken, again and again, and again. Critically, the West has outsourced the worst of its pollution and, critically, I know why …

No pets, no children, over-priced, damp, no double glazing, Wrong town, but a converted mental home looks amazing, If they let in cats, we’d move to that nut-house on the hill, And annoy all the residents, the rich ones, not the ill, Landlords, many subtle signs question your commitment – Homes without foundation…