Leavings by Frederick K Foote (Image from Saragun Springs) Death explodes in reds and goldsfireworks of visual delightscelebrate the edge of night We wish we could fall so bright Frederick K Foote (Image by CJA) Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related
I’m leary of commenting on poems, lacking technical capacity. But I thought this was marvellous. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply July 16, 2026 at 8:39 am
Fred You are knocking them out of the park this week. In the back of the net, through the laces–and all sporting cliches. But in the end, you are damn good. Leila LikeLike Reply July 16, 2026 at 9:54 am
Like death – sudden, short and sweet.
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I’m leary of commenting on poems, lacking technical capacity. But I thought this was marvellous.
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Fred
You are knocking them out of the park this week. In the back of the net, through the laces–and all sporting cliches. But in the end, you are damn good.
Leila
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