I wonder about the
words I write.
I know I say they’re for you
but is it safe,
to pour myself into a
glass jug like this,
vulnerable, exposed?
Maybe you will just
stir me into your tea.
Milk No Sugar
15 Comments to “Milk No Sugar”
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I like the images this evokes
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Thank you 🙂
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Great to have you back again with us Christine and a lovely poem, your name is in the categories when you post.
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Thank you Harry. It’s good to be back 🙂
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This makes perfect sense to me. I love it! 🙂
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Thank you very much!
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“I love it” for this, is just an understatement in my opinion, amazing.
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Thank you! I definitely will visit your blog 🙂
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You’re welcome and thank you, aha. 🙂
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Nice, Christine! Yes, I sometimes feel like I’m in a “glass jug” out here too but I’m treated very kindly…
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Thank you for your comment Gayle
. I have only just seen it! Dont know how I missed it, so my apologies for this late reply.
Love and hugs
(And one for that beautiful baby girl)Christine xx
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I’m not posting on here any longer. After I moved, I just don’t seem to have the discipline to handle two blogs. Even am getting behind on visiting people like I should. My mind is pre-occupied I guess…with a certain someone…
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I can totally understand Gayle.
I hardly ever post on here and I am feeling neglectful of it and wonder whether to bow out. Maybe I will keep going a little longer. Bur I catch myself bypassing new posts on here simply because I havent the time to keep involved without putting myself under pressure. I have enough of that with hospital appointments etc without giving myself extra portions!
Love
Christine x
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I like the images and feelings this evokes.
Russ
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Thank you very much!
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