contemporary poetry

another winterish acrostic

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w elly weather then
westerly downfalls


i t’s muddy underfoot as
invaders cross the sea


n ot a bee bumbles
no rose other than


t he hellebore blooms
twilights haunt too soon


e verything is cobwebs
eggs in a casket


i dle as the catkins purr
in between warm fronts


s outh east sunrises
snoring dormice


h urry old codger
home before the puddles freeze

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instead of a poem

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a cold rice pudding
fresh out the can
stodgy yet lost

& an icicle which since
melted in my hand
from last night’s frost

a sellotape roll
without a found end
so good luck with that then

an unwritten book
with white space within &
no isbn

the latest normie goss
about yours truly
none of which is true

five pence in change
two twos & a one
no receipt – now shoo

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promo numpty

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your advert goes here
the one about the holiday
in smug sunshine
or the latest wearable
that we’ll never wear – because
that’s n.p.c ‘reepy
or your miraculous pile cream
or chocolate flamethrower
whatever you wish
( dear mister e.washy )
to flog us all with next

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the famished folk

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a chicken that quacks
like a mallard up river

& a five pound discount voucher
for those already ripped off

no more limescale
slightly less wars

a christmas in spring
& easter on halloween

a.i jesus archetypes
curing bots ‘n’ what not’s

twenty more genders
& a duck that clucks

is all the big mob
with the big gob wish

so give the hungry crowd
what the famished folk want

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although – a poem

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although
the butler saw him last
although
it smells of pickled eggs
although
the sun rose quietly
although
the gob nextdoor misheard
although
the dinosaurs got bored
although
the eggless omelette vanished
although
the breeze turned left
although
chest down & stomach full
although
i was only breathing
although
the cloud came running
although
the wing commander fell
although
the post was late again
although
the poet’s plot was lost
although
the skeleton’s key was found
although
this toast is overdone
– although, although, although

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