Flavigula

Here lies Martes Flavigula, eternally beneath the splintered earth.


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Poems -

Iris
2019-07-10
Hazy glass sphere
where stranded, hued
bubbles float motionless -
mottled iris without
portals into any
private world - don't
ask ability to
look outwards nor
inwards - simply
be a colourful
jewel.

Along with martens, goulish goats and the rippling fen -
these writings 1993-2021 by Bob Murry Shelton are licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0

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