A segment

A chap, a sigh, a stutter, a cry.
A walk in a segment of semester.
A walk in a semester of snow, sequestered.
A form of address not known.
Footprints sown in satsuma snow.
Semester stolen sequestered snow.

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Words Whirl over The Waste Land

What’s on your mind? Elizabeth shared Eliot’s photo
The view is fabulous. Look at Marie on the sledge. Shock.
Hold on tight, Marie! She’s getting so big. Smile. Like. Comment. Share.
Burma Bridge! 6, no, 7 minutes ago. Write a comment…
Caesar shared Matt’s video. Unreal City. Length 0:59
There are Orcas in Wellington Harbour. No way! (Look out! Fear death by water)
Sharks in Auckland! Shock. What next? Wanted: Product Testers
Receive free samples. 47,064 people like this.
Unguent, powdered, or liquid. Surprise! Dramatic Cleopatra eyes!
Elizabeth Taylor’s White Diamonds. Therein lies
the sweet smell of success. Enobarbus and Tom were tagged
in Antony’s photos with 5 others. 44 minutes ago.
Speak to me, Tom. Why do you never speak?
Speak.
Tears.
No Think! Think. Wink.
Tweet. Tweet. Tweet.
Jog. Jog. Jog. Just climbed Snowdon. I’m on top of the world!
Boadicea has added 2 new photos. Woah! 2 hours ago.
Marcus is in Sydney til Sunday. Currently no plans from 4pm Thursday.
3 people like this. Kiss. I’m booking you for Sunday Brunch. I’ll be there.
You have a new nephew to meet. Smile.
We will miss you. Oh God! Sigh. Like. Write a comment…
OK my lad is listening to AB/CD – can’t believe how grown up he is getting.
So proud.
Kiss kiss kiss
Mark likes this. You mean AC/DC? Yeah LOL.
Looking forward to giving this a taste in a few weeks
Pear and apple cider. Me too. Smile. When’s it ready?
HURRY UP PLEASE IT’S TIME
24 minutes ago via mobile. Big smile.
Listening to an instrumental set tonight, awesome original song.
So many layers of music. Billie Jean is not my lover.
Woooohoooo! Shall we dance?
Tiresias and 3 others like this. Smile.
HURRY UP PLEASE IT’S TIME 3 hours ago.
Will’s 3rd Birthday. Laugh. 14 people like this.
Got text from the estate agents. Shock. (AUDACITY!) Open home Sunday.
Building inspection Friday. What? Getting sick of surprises every five minutes.
Write a comment… Shit! Shock. Who’s taken my soup ladle??
What are you making? Soup?!
3 hours ago. Essence Beauty Therapy. 102 people like this.
She turns and looks a moment in the glass
I’m so tired of winter! Come on Spring. Sigh. G’night Ladies.
Night. Sleep tight. Bye bye all.
withered stumps of time were told upon the wall
fragments we have shored against the ruins
to like. to share. to write…
Shantih shantih shantih
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Poem inspired by Poem of the week: The snow whirls over the courtyard’s roses by Tua Forsström on Carol Rumens’s weekly blog. I’ve included quotes from T.S. Eliot’s poem The Waste Land