Final memory poem? Who knows. This one ties in with last year’s topic Reading owing to the Pookie connection.

Some might claim today’s Poetic Factoid is harsh. Perhaps it is. But it needs to be said. I stand by its honest efficacy.

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fairy rings 

funny how childish things
blend & become glorified 
conflated with dreams
mangled into memory

part of me half believes
i’ve really seen fairy rings
lifted straight from bucolic
English cottage gardens

Beatrix Potter & Pookie
with woodland creatures
& wild fae spirits
dancing the night away

by the mystic light of
glowworms’ tails

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Day 09 – Sometimes fairy rings grow in lawns 

How to remove a fairy ring from your lawn

sometimes 
                   fairy rings grow in lawns
some people
                   want to remove said rings from their lawn

these people
                   are idiots