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No News

Wishing there were news
but there is none.
The wait,
waiting,
no sign of shift.
One day,
one day,
but no,
no news today.

Polly Robinson © 2014… 18 more words

Writings & Witterings

Junk Mail

Who needs junk mail?
funk mail,
punk mail,
cards of clunk mail
stinks like skunk mail,
chunky chunk mail,
dog-end detritus,
debunk junk mail.

Who needs junk mail? 30 more words

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Twinkle

Twinkle

The Symbolist, Vedder,
thought the maids beautiful,
the seven sisters shine.
Their glittering garments
throng the skies. Stars recall
their birth on Kyllini,
to twinkle, cluster bright. 116 more words

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First Love

The piano is in need of tuning
so it can be played in key
music is my first love
rock opera symphony

I love music sheets tucked inside the seat… 141 more words

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Scorpio

Written for the Kidderminster monthly acoustic spoken word and music night, Mouth & Music ‘Ghosts and Ancestors’  October 2014–I didn’t make it on the night, so here it is… 101 more words

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Acid Velvet

Acid Velvet

Strolling the paths
of my very first flower show,
gravelled with Nicotiana alata,
zesty lime masses soft in the sun.
Salver-shaped, fresh green leaves… 64 more words

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Squint

Yesterday, Björn at dVerse Poets Pub asked us to release a flow of words without restraint to grammar or meaning, maybe repeating the same word / image for effect. 38 more words

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