Last year’s ash keys hang
unmoving, shrouded, silent
in the freezing fog.

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Three of my  poems can now be read online in ‘Bitter Sweet’ e-book at, starting on page 26. Several have also appeared in previous anthologies produced by this writers group on Issuu – look for ‘ad lib’, ‘still waters’ and ‘inside out’.


4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Klausbernd
    Feb 19, 2013 @ 11:23:37

    Oh, what a pity, the Like-buttom doesn`t work. So I write: I like it!
    Thanks for visiting my blog 🙂
    Greetings from the sunny coast of Norfok


    • Libby
      Feb 19, 2013 @ 12:03:25

      Thanks for your comment. Sorry you have had a problem with the ‘like’ button, no-one has mentioned this before – perhaps it is a wordpress glitch and all will be well again soon. Here’s hoping! 🙂


  2. dragonscaleclippings
    Feb 19, 2013 @ 12:10:03

    I like the almost sinister feel of this piece – or is it me, coming to it out of reading Dracula and seeing the sinister everywhere – good description, succinct and vivid


  3. julespaige
    Feb 19, 2013 @ 14:08:48

    I tend to still think of old skeleton keys when I hear the word keys. Our first house had those type of keys for every door in the home. Well we didn’t have all the keys, but we did have them for the front and back doors which we had to change.

    Cold and hanging like the keys on a jailers ring… chilling indeed. Looking forward to unlocking spring!

    Congrats on the published pieces!!!


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