Low impulse control
Sprinkled with sugar and shame
I ate all the cake
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Grandma
newly mended wrist
already knits for homeless
Grandma is a star
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Sensed
Isolating night
Picking through alien crash
Veiled audience sensed
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Mission
Building vital change
We know requires sacrifice
Wintry mission aim
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Luminous
Vivid against stars
Asking nothing from winter
Luminously keen
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Fading
Our town encyclopaedia
Is losing pages day by day
As he and his speech fade away
No consultant to diagnose him
No one to see the depth of our grief
Locked- in locked- out lockdown loss
For D with love
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Amber
Encased in amber
Priceless first moments displayed
Handwritten letters
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Enrich
Poets are needed
Refresh power’s dull centre
Witness speak enrich
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Stay
I realise now
Insects wouldn’t reject them
My faded wings stay
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Hope
Autumn revisits
Fragile broken health threatened
Hope’s strength unyielding
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