the purple hair brigade

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who’s afraid
of the purple hair brigade?

nose pierced like
bullocks at the market?

who’s afraid
of the purple hair brigade

branded with tattoos
a rainbow coloured heart

who’s afraid
of the purple hair brigade?

snorting with intent
like a badger in the fog

who’s afraid
of the purple hair brigade?

beastly be thy fate
fodder of ‘be kind’

we must laugh back
at the madness of collective
‘ism & ides
of ‘eology & march
& rock their paddleboat
they come for your jokes
offence is only ever
taken with both hands – oh …

who’s afraid
of the purple hair brigade?

stand or leapfrog
over their overtures

who’s afraid
of the purple hair brigade?

sod their bollox
& current thing death cults

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where art they now?

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pensively with pencils
before each inking on
& bolder linework
shaping each maybe – but
first a shade of graphite grey
with come-what-may strokes
winter’s ghost scrawls
cobwebs in a notepad
on blizzard white paper
then black happenstance
draws us further in

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a load of old bollards

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b elgian barn owls
betelgeusian butteries


o peratic opticians
ox-eyed daybreak


l evitate like ladybirds
listless lies londinium


l unar sea shanties?
lo, the larking lollards sing


a ntlers on a postcard
actium – but fought on land


r aspberry ripples in
radio wave functions


d enmark is an urban myth
diabetic dodos suppose


s trontium dogs bark
somewhere in limbo landfill

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of the tangibles –

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minding your missives
like so & so’s post-it-notes
( please excuse the gaps )

the last gasp staggers
on let’s bee avenue
( perhaps – the mishaps )

rearranged faces
of the tangibles & not
( guess which one frowns next )

you became paper
scribbled with the spider’s ink
( black plus white is grey )

now is yesterday
then is when the cowslips come
( home from the green fields )

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