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Deer on the Exmoor doorstep

January 21, 2018

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The rain, drizzle & mizzle, downpours in grey sheets. On muddy paths & Flooded roads. Forcing the valiant wanderer Into pubs & lukewarm hot-tubs.   Mmmmm. Anyway. Ginuary, rest and a chance to edit some pix from 0ur last sunny day. Btw, HBC (Happy Birthday Charlotte), Wtf & BYT (Boil yer Tatties) haha. Deer on […]

Drug is the love

December 31, 2012

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  Drug is the Love Love is a walled garden, Cut off from the horror of the outside world And bathed in dappled sunshine. Love is a gateless prison, A sightlessness, A disability and a burden For which there is no cure or relief. Love is a furtive glance, A guarded secret, An anonymous drowning […]

Deep breathing

December 13, 2012

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I’ve lost my soul I’ll be fine I knew this would happen Lock me up Down by the sea It’s no big deal I’ve lost myself I’m falling Hold me Hold on I’m falling ©Ester Spears   Ilfracombe Rainbow Canon 5D c/w 24-70 f2.8 L

Up to zero

August 7, 2012

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I stand alone United by soul Supported by none Part of the whole Taking the brunt Of a winters storm My dry husk wetted By fire and form United in purpose Divided by fate The path is finite And the future, locked by a gate. ©Ester Spears Picture of a Lynmouth break water taken on […]

Wasting away

May 25, 2012

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Wasting away I wrote a poem about my unrequited love And they told me I was clever. I tried to sell my picture to the journal And they told me they would never Pay me, oh no. Here I sit Wasting away. Drinking champagne and happy in my furrow. Oh no, Wasting away and waiting […]

Empty

May 8, 2012

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A Sticky Itch Your crushing indifference Bears down on me In the grey gloom. You think ‘I’m nothing special’, Just an ordinary tune: Easily forgotten but sometimes, Annoyingly  remembered. I walk with many In the struggle to breathe Some life into the dream Of extraordinary being. And when I die, As we all surely must. […]

Eating Sausages

June 23, 2011

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My feet tread the ladder Of a brittle spiders web. Swollen hands and bleeding feet Grab each new moment in turn With trembling disbelief. My innards gorge on themselves, Fed by doubts and insecurities. But I can’t deny the steel hook As it teases me from the shadow and Into an new dance, When I […]