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True Love

04 Thursday Feb 2016

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I didn’t really know true love before,

Till I met you, now I know the score.

A delicate touch, the deepest kiss,

That brings us to a love like this.

A love that’s honest and kind and true,

And every bit contained in you.

© Caro Ness 2016 

 

Ode To The Missing Sock

03 Wednesday Feb 2016

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What is it with the errant sock,

Which tends to scorn, to taunt and mock?

Into the wash I put a pigeon pair,

When the laundry’s back, one isn’t there!

It’s adopted a stunning camouflage,

And it will require skilled arbitrage,

To get the little sucker back,

Expertise I fear I lack.

If I don’t pay close attention,

They turn up in some 4th dimension. 

I resort to wearing spots with stripes,

A look that I can’t say I like.

Left foot red and right foot blue,

In the circs, what would YOU do?

© Caro Ness 2016

 

The Sombrero 

02 Tuesday Feb 2016

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The first time I married,

I went on honeymoon to Mexico,

And fell in love with

The Mariachi bands,

That used to cluster around the trees,

In the central square in Oaxaca.

I was determined to buy 

A traditional sombrero,

And I did!

The irony is that

I bought it

In an antique shop 

In Bristol.

This is my daughter,

Modelling it.

© Caro Ness 2016 

 

The World In Stereo

01 Monday Feb 2016

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If I lie on the ground

And stare upward

I see the world in stereo

Technicolour

Surround Sound

Hi Fidelity

A blue blue sky

Fluffed with clouds

Against which

Red yellow green orange

Trees

Appear to be pinned

© Caro Ness 2016 

 

Dexter 

31 Sunday Jan 2016

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This is Dexter, my friend’s dog, who is lost.

He went missing a couple of months ago but we’ve known of other animals who have been away  from  their families for months, even years but who eventually found their way home.

 So please help me find him for Sarah, Glyn, Charlie & Elliot, who miss him terribly.
They have set up a page on FB too. You can find it at: 

https://www.facebook.com/PleaseFindDexter

So do please go to the page and like it!

Share this post wherever you can too please! 

This is Dexter and he is lost.

He shouldn’t be out in the cold and frost.

So please help to find him for his adoring family,

Share this post wherever, and if you find him, get in touch with me! 

© Caro Ness 2016 

 
  

  
  
 

Rosie

30 Saturday Jan 2016

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Rosie’s my friend,
And I love her so,
If she’s off on a walk,
Then I want to go.
If she’s staying at home,
Then I’m happy to be,
Curled up safely,
On her knee.
© Caro Ness 2016 

  

 
 

 

If The Cap Fits

29 Friday Jan 2016

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On a wet day,
My daughter chose
To wear a flat cap,
Usually borrowed
From an indulgent male friend, 
To protect her bald head & clothes
From the rain. 
© Caro Ness 2016  

 

The Gin Kit

28 Thursday Jan 2016

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A homemade Gin Kit,

How cool is that?

All you need do 

Is buy a generic vodka 

As a base,

Then using this kit, 

You can  make your very own “mother’s ruin”.

A couple of small bottles are supplied,

And a fine strainer and funnel,

Then add the botanicals,

Like juniper berry, obviously, 

But also a choice between

An original botanical blend,

A smoky blend,

Or a spiced blend.

Then strain,

And 36 hours later,

You have created your very own

Small batch,

Boutique gin.

Spirit Alchemy!

© Caro Ness 2016

  

Snowed In

27 Wednesday Jan 2016

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The path ahead

Has been carved out of the snow,

 So we can get to our pond, 

And we will make use of it.

And before you ask,

No, it’s not frozen over,

A man with a huge thermos of boiling water,

Like a giant samovar,

Comes to defrost it for us! 

© Caro Ness 2016 

 

La Petite Bouchee 

26 Tuesday Jan 2016

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Visit La Petite Bouchee 
For a wholesome bite,
Have a cafe au lait,
And pain perdu cooked just right,
If you don’t want brunch,
Then come when it’s dark,
Or for picnic lunch,
Which you can eat in the park.
We’re a French bistro in a Citroen H Van,
Join us for a unique experience if you can! 

© Caro Ness 2016 
 

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