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The Sun, the Moon, and the Monkey (heavily revised)
When the monkey came down from the big high tree, the Sun and the Moon found it hard to agree. ‘This is not’, said the Moon, ‘a clever idea.’ ‘Oh hush’, said the Su… more →
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The Sun, the Moon, and the Monkey (heavily revised)
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wrote 1 week ago: When the monkey came down from the big high tree, the Sun and the Moon found it hard to agree. … more →
Highway Ninety-nine
wrote 1 week ago: You and I are different, it’s part of life’s design, so you stick to driving your car, a … more →
I Believe in the Lik Lik Bird
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wrote 1 week ago: Once in every turtle moon, while riding in a Godongo balloon, I fly as high as the Lik Lik bird. The … more →
On being taller...(notebook version)
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wrote 1 week ago: Lately I’ve been thinking, that the world is slowly shrinking, but maybe that is not the case at all … more →
I Discovered Something
wrote 1 week ago: Nothing to declare I landed here with nothing I’ll leave the same way … more →
Taxi
wrote 2 weeks ago: Your taxi came when evening air, still languished with the warmth of day, the world still buzzed wit … more →
Ladies Man
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wrote 2 weeks ago: Fergus White, the ladies man, pulls the birds like no man can. “There ain’t a bird that … more →
A Mad Man Dreams of Jumping (Notebook Version)
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wrote 3 weeks ago: What’s the point of sensible, with both feet on the ground, One day I’ll jump, I’l … more →
Circle
wrote 3 weeks ago: Do not be sad to see the leaves, falling from the autumn trees, or shy away from winter’s gloo … more →
A Mad Man Dreams of Jumping
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wrote 3 weeks ago: What’s the point of sensible, with both feet on the ground, One day I’ll jump, I’l … more →
Villainesque Villanelle
wrote 3 weeks ago: The fox was in the chicken run, the dusty ground is flecked with red, there’s nothing now that … more →
The Ticking of the Clock (Notebook Version)
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wrote 3 weeks ago: The ticking of the clock, is not Time. It is just, the ticking of the clock. The hour and the … more →
The Infidel in the Temple (notebook version)
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wrote 3 weeks ago: Our front room was where the gods lived, indisturbed except for Sundays, special days, … more →
About Me (notebook version)
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wrote 3 weeks ago: There’s this place: a grey ash desert, by black molten sea, overladen by sallow sky, where caustic a … more →
Reload (notebook version)
wrote 4 weeks ago: Feed another, belt of words into, the poem gun, then let loose, a spondaic, rat-tat-tat-tat, scythin … more →
bIg BaNG pOeM
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Letter to a Stranger
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wrote 3 months ago: Dear Desperate, Don’t let me stop you, you obviously want out. Who am I to deny you that singl … more →
The Night I Killed Father Christmas
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wrote 5 months ago: Author’s Note: For non-UK readers, ‘Strictly’ is the UK version of ‘Dancing … more →
