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Something Amiss in My Engine
Oh, the irony. This poem, for Carol Carman’s Writing Club, Prompt: V is for Vehicle, was written well before the 19th of January, when something went wrong in our car engine which meant I coudn’t get to the BBC studios on the 20th to present the poem in person. There was something amiss in my…
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Getting In: A Poem for the Writing Club
I wrote this poem for the Writing Club prompt of ‘open’, and I think it holds a lesson for us all. He tried password – it didn’t work; He tried 1234. He tried his place of birth but got No further than before. He tried his mother’s maiden name, His father’s mother’s too; He tried…