this handwriting

~

this handwriting ( a poetrys for wedenesday afternoon poem poems  )



this handwriting

an obscured code

a phone-scribble

or doctor's note


( ? )


observations

with time to kill

who to kill next

a spider's will


( ? )


does this pen work?

summed equations

all too human

quite alien


( ? )


a little list

or masterplan

just gibberish


( ? )


( hands understand )

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operation poppycock

~

operation poppycock ( xxiv lines read of poetrys )





yes dare to clash

wear green & red

an offish hat

on obscured head



then don odd socks

striped polka dots

odd oxford shoes

unorthodox



give chicken pox

back to chickens

drink hot malt drinks

on spring mornings



mix acids with

them alkalis

tea with coffee

ooh toffee - nice



celebrate yule

in burry june

the fork's a knife

the knife's a spoon



you rebel you

their rules - who cares?

so fuck 'em all

he who dares

dares

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mater nature provides

~

mater nature provides by crispin dawdles ( 13 read line )



we're foraging for our next meal

out in them wilds

we're frisking fields


for juicy moss or budding shoots

the less known sorts

of nature's fruits


we're foraging - berries 'n' nuts

'edged 'erbs - fungi

aye all that stuff


( why )


twenty quid we found last easter

sat on a stile

- free takeaway pizza -

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eureka

~

eureka by 9 lines of dot dot dot


stuffed vine leaves? the odyssey?

still prince phillip? democracy?

kebab munching? philosophy?

ouzo - ooh & sodomy?


bazoukis? euripides?

lesbians & sophocles?

the phalanx? fire? archimedes?

- eureka -

it's all greek to me

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but brussles has the sprout

~

but brussles has the sprout ( 34.578 second read )




yes stephen has his evens

& thomas has his doubts

summer has its strawberries

& trout lips have their pout



well lucy has her locket

robert thompson has his mouse

babylon has those gardens

& wendy has her house



bigamists have their weddings

& town criers have their shouts

libraries have their bookworms

little teapots their spout



all pauses have a moment

all wheres have thereabouts

arthur wields excalibur

but brussles has the sprout

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( all we really want )

~

( all we really want a 16 line jaunt by ian van paragraph )






galore galore

we want it all

the food must stuff

the wine must pour


galore galore

don't spare you bore

more napkins squire

more podgy whores


more sedatives

we'll snore galore

amphetamines

we'll deck the halls


& then ourselves

carnage galore

a til death brawl

bodies sprawl floors

- galore -

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hat query

~

hat query ( lines inspired by an old music hall banger-tune-anthem-tune )




where did you get that hat

that pairs well with your threads

( ? )

from some bloody battlefield

prized from some dead sod's head

( ? )

an heirloom or whitsun gift

it sits so proud atop

( ? )

did it just appear one day

( ? )


- i bought it in a shop -


( a hat shop )

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