Author Archives: Myrna Moore

Archive of the Mind

Seeing the statue of Edward Colston removed in such a dramatic way, last week, felt like poetic justice though I would normally disapprove of daubing, let alone pulling down statues adorning the British landscape. Images of black children, men and … Continue reading

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I Wasted Time

I wasted time. Now Time wastes me. I did not ask the questions. I waited until there was no more waiting. Fitting pieces together had never been my forte. As a child I was soon bored with Jigsaws. The thrill … Continue reading

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Two Acrostics – Together and Change

Together Together you run hiding the pain One outstretched hand Guides and points the way En er gy dissipates Together they stumble, crawl, clamber to safety Heroes Every last one Re mem be red Change Come on everybody How come … Continue reading

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