nans above ( ! )

~

nans above ( ! )  (  a  p o e m  &  a  p i d d l e  )




some folk dismay at clouds of grey

they blight the sky or so they say


some sorts despair when grey clouds loom

& then they shout prepare for doom ( ! )


but those clouds were once white then time

it took that toll - 'tis true this rhyme


don't curse the next grey cloud you see

respect their seniority

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the greats are dull

~

the greats are dull  (  t o o  m u c h  t r u t h  i n  1 6  l i n e s  )




the greats are dull

the classics bore

it's no wonder

most folk ignore


this poetry

it doesn't help

its veiled self or

anyone else


this much is clear

yet on things plod

like michaelmas

or dogs in clogs


yon sun still shines

that wind still blows

this poem's shite

( at least i know )

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clone poem

~

clone poem  (  a  p o e m  )




there's clones

of clones

of clones

of clones

of clones

of clones

of clones

of clones


of clones

of clones

of clones

of clones

of clones

of clones

as clones

of clones


of clones

of clones

of clowns

with cones

& yet

they're drones

& clones

of clones


of clones

of clones

who cloned

the clones

they're clones

of clones

so on

it goes

( like bro

ken toes )

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the curse of wednesday verse

~

the curse of wednesday verse  (  t w e l v e  l i n e  d i s c h a r g e  )




apple pips - sunk battleships

great shapes of ape

& cattle dips


forks in roads & singing spoons

my elbows glow

impending doom


holy cripes - shy poltergeists

all ham's am' drammed

that wrong's gone right


chaffinches & challenges

let's pray that wednesday

manages

...