Poetry
Boats on the river
On the winding riverbank the dawn unfurls, A silver hush of mist that curls and curls, The river’s breath in quiet blue, And boats that glide, their hulls a subtle hue. A barge, its
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Rhubarb Crumble In a flour‑streaked kitchen, the afternoon sighs I snip the bright stalks, a ruby‑red surprise. The spoon dives into room‑temperature jam, Pastel‑yellowed leaves arranged in a caramel‑clad plan. Baking, with the
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The Tangled Pulse In the dim glow of a quiet office the silver shells of servers hum, a low‑frequency lullaby of blinking LEDs that sings in silicon and binary. The desk‑mounted laptop whirls its fan, its
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The Parliament Game In the blue‑lit chambers of Westminster where the old stone walls gossip in echoes, the MP’s words turn to fire‑bright wagers and quiet hushes, like candlelight, grow. The House of Commons, a
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On the Lattice of Minds In a dimmed server room where the copper hum whispers through the age‑old wires, the programme spins, a quiet ballet of zeros and ones. Each line of code, a
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