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Smoking at work is now a no-no
If you wanna smoke get outta the dooro
An smoking near kids
We just hadda get rid
But to refuse vaccine an masks? well', I dunno...
14th Sep 2021 8:21pm
Just a Mote
I write all my narrator's words to speak
because I'm in command of all my write's hims
I put words on their tongues I say " Be chic "
or, "Fall for me and praise me with your hymns."
I write; " Caress me " but think (and wash hands first
and keep your dirty mouth far, far from mine)
" Lust for me " I will write you, this thirst
for my eraser will keep you in line.
I could write-command " Take off all my clothes"
but, he can't raise himself up from this page
though my revulsion would...
13th Sep 2021 5:49pm
Well' the wife's dead an' me'n the kids are ill
I wonder if they'll get to read my will
but for vaccines and masks
I just tut- tut say "don't ask
to kowtow to them fools, on the hill!"
12th Sep 2021 10:00pm
Black holes anthropomorphized
I think black holes're all masculine
get into their orbit an' they suck you in
you'll get violently swept
into some dark, dark nest
an' never have your own horizins!
1st Sep 2021 5:54pm
A Romantic Land.
Once upon a time in a romantic land
a land where women are seldom seen
a land where men can't walk hand in hand
and the law is religiously keen.
Into a stoney stubbled field of wheat
terrified stumblings of torn white feet
on hard brown earth and flinty stone
by the law summoned woman makes low moan.
Illicit lover like she fearful and soon
will dance to the self same dreadful tune
will dance till quite red in the face
will dance till breathless, gone all trace.
Farmers, fathers, priests of that land
31st Aug 2021 10:28am
But Jason never held such gold
when his men cried " See, he has the fleece!"
it seems now that my soul was sold
to have you, dear child, sat on my knee.
Blessing me with this wealth of life
my only daughter produced such joy
her prattling now so shrilly piped
as she takes my specks for her toy,
Her strength in limb and in my pride
I cry " See how she grips my ears
and almost stands" 'tis all from I
and swear " tis nails which bring the tears"
30th Aug 2021 6:17pm
I raged against my innocence
was full of anger I could not know
that my innocence a mere incident
and with passing time, it would go.
I raged against my youthfulness
was full of anger I would not know
that my youthfulness a mere incident
and with passing time it would go.
I rage against my agedness
am full of anger now I know
that this age has left me, a mess
but with passing time it too, will go.
30th Aug 2021 2:35pm
Red Ruby Lip
I kissed my friend's red ruby lip
as I vowed to her we'd never part
and stroked her neck and took a sip
to warm my belly and my heart.
I caress her shoulder all dewy eyed
as on her lip I gift another kiss,
her smoothness soothed me nigh to cry
such sweetness I had long long missed.
She was gone sometime that late night
when I woke O I cursed her near dead
with throbbing head and bleary sight
to find her lying emptyness beside my bed.
29th Aug 2021 6:19pm
There is a black hole (it's the worst)
and O my dears how we will curse and curse
as it swallows stars faster and faster
gets vaster and vaster
till it swallows the universe.
29th Aug 2021 4:17pm
Her pale beauty haunts my heart and soul
but I fear she is far beyond my grasp
she'll make me a lunatic to the bone
but I am mesmerized my sight stuck fast
The tides within my blood ebb surge and roar
I fear her mother sun will burn and blind me
bur her pale light soothes as I soar to adore
to bloom her moonflower now, and now, I be.
10th Aug 2021 5:14pm
Time's a Blur
Every time I look up at the clock
I'm appalled at how fast time flies
Why' only a moment ago it was...? I'm shocked
to find some more hours have just tripped by.
I try to recollect where they have gone
I was up at..? o'clock I remember...
I stumble through my memories from
the first, a pen? a banana? but it's all a blur.
Mother would say to Gran " Write stuff down "
I would do so too but I forget
and headaches arrive with concentration's frown
so I do the logical thing, retrace my steps.
My first port of call is...
8th Aug 2021 9:11pm
Mum's Mirror. a sonnet
There's something tragical about a glass
hanging there mutely absorbing the world
silently soaking daily scenes up as
life parades past with a look in a whirl.
As I pass I glance at this one, sideways,
it shows Mum's coats still hanging in the hall
though these are from the past, our yesterdays,
there they are forlorn, on hooks, on the wall.
This is the mirror Mum used as Mum's do
bustling in and out of our old home
and strangely, without my specks, as I grew
I would glimpse her in this glass, when alone.
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