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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.

Sunday, 8 January 2017

A winter walk

The mud is thick, it grips
And slurps as feet go in
And feet come out, heavier.

You wash yours in a puddle
Until we say we saw a crocodile
Cruising in the murk and you
Leap out with a squeal.

The sun sinks and with it light
And heat depart. We turn and head
For home, singing erratically worded
Songs, dragging sticks behind us
Like tails to confuse pursuing monsters.

Lights guide us home, and a
Trail of earthen clods betray our
Passing, steps and spirits lighten
As we walk, until finally kicking off
Boots and coats (and in some cases
Trousers) and piling into the warm.
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