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peas are life ( a healthy poem )
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yes peas are life &
life is peas
as without peas we'd
cease to breathe
we'd collapse & then
we'd convulse
then pop our pod-clogs
with no pulse
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Author: resarfpoetry
shapetastic
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shapetastic ( a contemporary easter card list )
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makes shapes create your own shapescape
isosceles
great shapes of ape
inscribe on stone like petroglyphs
or wave a sound
a round of drinks
speak hexagon plus spherical
dimensional
numerical
rectangular - squared pegs in holes
( please don't spiral )
( out of control )
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sniffing gusts
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sniffing gusts ( a modern something or other )
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in my mind the northern lights glow down comes the wind with arctic gusts its subtle hints of eskimo & faint whiffs of polar bear musk so when the wind from the south blows can they too sense the distance near? i have quite a sensitive nose ( my nose has froze since standing here ) ...
the king of ting
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the king of ting ( i never understand either, just go with it, thank you x )
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i am the king of ting & objects that go ding you may not have heard of me i'm famous in beijing i am the king of ting on my finger's a ring strike it like a glockenspiel & hear my hand go ping ...
wednesday morning poetry
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wednesday morning poetry
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dogs are walking tongues are talking gamma's waving slates are falling deer are fawning prophets warning loved-up judges in wigs courting mice are roaring jugs-a-pouring get a move on cars-a-stalling thoughts are forming birds are soaring just another wednesday morning ...
percy shaw
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percy shaw ( a short inventor-ode )
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he purred not a whisker
nor curled up for naps
but percy shaw saw
with the eyes
of a cat
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bombing down the pavement
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bombing down the pavement ( a true story )
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bombing down the pavement
with flagrant regard
scaring all the pensioners
& shocking their frail hearts
on his raleigh prophet
with its holy spokes
he never wears a helmet
in his dust trails folk choke
babbling to his father
when there's no one there
keep an eye on traffic please ( ! )
yeah - he should take more care
sparking stabilisers
glowing red then white
he's nothing but a menace
is that
christ on a bike
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gibbons
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gibbons ( a poem about gibbons )
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stanley gibbons swang branch to branch lived in the jungle collected stamps edward gibbon climbed the trees tall scratched his ape nuts so wrote of rome's fall ...
time for a muddle
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time for a muddle ( a neo-modernist archetype-sprawl )
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bits of ticking ticking tocks it's a bit like dripping clocks time is once more on the mind muddying things coils unwind like flamed ripples thought last week next may be as robots weep with sabine rage chartists march camlann-rematch caveman spark ( that one ) ...
strangely erotic
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strangely erotic ( 8 lines of corrrrrr …. )
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rather strangely so like the a52 or tuesdays or rhubarb erotic are you like nuns on warm spring days or custard's thick skin we live & we yearn so don't question these things ...
resarf poetry 