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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.

But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.

Wednesday, 10 February 2016

January

It's here, the delicate draft of white.
Gone with the sun, but now in the half-light
It hangs on the last leaves and branches of the bare trees.
Soft and cold, it melts at a touch,
Transferring heat like-for-like
To reach an invisible balance.
Red fingers steam in the perfect twilight
And crystal eyes sparkle,
Drink in the expanse of white and grey.
It's here.
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