Thursday, August 23, 2018
Across the waste land marched the Greys Across the wasteland marched the Greys Each had a grin as wide as his proud head Around each waist grinning in several ways Swinging from cord were the heads of the Red Horned tribe. How they sang mostly of war, but it was beautiful. The birds listened...
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Wednesday, August 8, 2018
Game On. If you want a trip to the old Red Hill Where we all act as nature knows we will Where no one minds if the goings rough And you are prepared to strut your stuff You can just act naturally and feel at ease Scratching backs and chasing fleas. Share your wealth and in a way Wait patiently for...
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Saturday, August 4, 2018
Planet X. we have no memory I wake I look into the next warm person Eyes shine we must have made love. I wash it trickles over me and adjusts for one I walk down the warm person has began to move two smaller beings sit looking up at me. I smile at them and say pleased to meet you they both laugh and...
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Monday, July 30, 2018
Rabbits Looking down the tunnel somehow it hasn’t been long enough to fulfil self-promises. Who cares? The light in the distance appears to be assessable. Those small figures will not cause any problems. Those black smudges will be insignificant or continue to track a place that is still an option....
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Thursday, July 26, 2018
2050 It was as though we had been lifted and dumped onto a new world of young girls. The town as we knew it has changed, just beyond, it now appears that emptiness swirls. One or two had driven out as far as possible, but failed to move further. It was as though barriers had been set to confine this...
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Tuesday, July 24, 2018
Tail Sorry I am studying your tail; it is smoky but original. It is better defined as a trail, that's a rather ragged example. One does not expect perfection but somehow I feel frustrated. Puffs of imitation cannot replace pheromones. There is a breaking point, your heels tap out this issue. Each...
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Monday, July 23, 2018
Sunflower Woes Ms Helen Demure was pretty I'm sure Well that's what the small birds were tweeting. Well there had been a nice shower and she had chore Her sunflower was limp -------overheating. Well it was in a pot and it had been quite hot. The small birds were tweeting it is really nice eating the...
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Thursday, July 19, 2018
Hunger. Somehow I don’t feel hungry, I sit and try to think of my favourite food All that comes to mind is pink marshmallow. It has the texture of something that does not resist Being used for this purpose. Everything else will persist In cramming my mind with flavours that I cannot do with Some say...
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Monday, July 16, 2018
Abrasive. She is a corrugated kind of person. Two lights shine from her tin foil eyes. Her lips crack with rusting lipstick. Her only virtue, the hands that caress the strands of steely hair. Her hands must have been soft or her fingers once pressed against the window would have scratched a warning....
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Friday, July 13, 2018
Explanation., telling a poetess how to deal with Muses` Muses Enter my domain I try in vain Try sideways Trust pays. That's better it was my sweater Lamb's wool Yes pull My leg if you must I came and I trust that you will be kind The other mind was it coherent? I think it meant to be. But this is...
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