contemporary poetry

piss another proem

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piss another proem  (  meorp rehtona ssip  )

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once upon a yarn

underneath the moon

as the badgers barked

with the village loon

 

so the annals wrote

in amongst the dross

when the spectres float

& the bishops toss

 

turning circled sleep

over once again

in the middle’s mist

mizzle is the rain

 

mares within the air

retribution’s now

butchers dreamt a death

eaten by a cow

 

bakers burnt the cakes

poets kissed the stars

venus sings – begin

jupiter & mars

 

hark, the howl of owls

& the scribbles pen

once upon a yarn

something happened then

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an open letter to a local ghost

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an open letter to a local ghost  (  tsohg lacol a ot rettel neop na  )

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dearest headless horseman

stalker of the moors

haunter of the heather paths

phantom of the peat bogs

 

frightener of hikers

clergymen & cub scouts

‘tween the night & twilight

on a shadow donkey

 

fearful spin thy dark yarns

first the stench of sulphur

mint & pickled onions

then a howling wind growls

 

as your form emerges

flee or else be feasted

eater of the lost souls

‘mid the mist & frost

 

all your socks are washed

& your underpants – too

so come home soon

dinner’s in the oven

love phyllis

x

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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flimflamdemia fatigue

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flimflamdemia fatigue  (  eugitaf aimedmalfmilf  )

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asses ‘n’ gasses ‘n’ muzzle the masses

sing in a spin of the onions in pickles

eagles in trusses & sheeple on busses

larks in the garden – a shit in the thistles

weasels deceiving as beetles are heaving

dung in a dungeon, the rubber of riddles

puppets in pockets & lizards in lockets

muppets are lapping the pap of the piffles

piss in the papers – the barrels, the scrapers

lions not liars – the pricks in the middles

tossers are turning, the blither is burning

earth in a flap with a touch of the sniffles

( oh no )

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( author notes )

” worse things happen at sea, you know “

( eric idle )

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penance poem

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penance poem  ( meop ecnanep  )

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i shall paint the humber bridge

with a toothbrush & a prayer

 

yeah, i’ll count the shifting clouds

of a breezy afternoon

 

i shall sweep the forest floor

& the oceans undertow

 

with a hop but not a skip

& feed the planet’s gannets

 

i will raise the dodo so

from the dozy realms of death

 

& then deck the rubber walls

in them halls of amenti

 

as i sing the hymn of sisyphus

& tantalus’s tongue

 

’til the forty fourth of august

underneath the blue moonbeams

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( author notes )

in my defence
this poem was written
with a pen & a pad
& without a bloody mask on
– so there
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cosmic codswallop

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cosmic codswallop  (  pollawsdoc cimsoc  )

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cheddar-clever crake

chasing carrot cake

 

catching crystal’s ball

caterpillars crawl

 

cotton commissar

catalytic car

 

churlish chaplains cheer

cabbage cavalier

 

cornish cousins comb

caesar’s chromosome

 

curdled custard cats

castle caveats

 

cauliflowers crowd

caterwauling cloud

 

cluttered clarity

catapulting cee

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this poem was raised by badgers

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this poem was raised by badgers  (  sregdab yb desiar saw meop siht  )

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this poem was raised by badgers

this poem is agnostic – but fingers crossed

this poem contains nuts & gluten

aspartame & martian d.n.a

this poem quite likes marmite

this poem is not your long lost uncle

this poem is friends with the gingers

& topples down statues on their behalf

this poem has sixteen nipples

seventeen elbows & forty four eyebrows

this poem is not a windmill

a harpy or a harpsichord

this poem is neither a witch doctor

a doctor or a witch

this poem claims to be shower proof

but would probably drown

in a cloudburst

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the harrying of the norm

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the harrying of the norm  ( morn eht fo gniyrrah eht )

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panic is a planet

piffle on the snooze

weasels feed the gannet

lizards twisting screws

      pantomime & trifle

      tripe is in the air

      flight is like a spiral

      inner spins the hare

salad in a sandwich

pickles cruise control

clatter traps the cabbage

muzzles mute the soul

      fodder for the fecal

      scrawl a waterfall

      flea the sheeple people

      nature shakes us all

irk the serpent’s slither

& the adder’s dance

knickers in the river

ants in underpants

      scratch beyond the sniffle

      fill another ditch

      whistle in the drizzle

      ink another itch

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fog of a wander

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fog of a wander  (  rednaw a fo gof  )

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fog of a wander

hillocks & pillocks

flap with the phantoms

mist is a vista

sheep in the creeping

clouded & shrouded

sprawling the moorland

morning is crawling

tors as a turret

finger & fumbles

sleep of a grey daze

hiding the skyline

i of the sodden

plodding a circle

moving with music

humming a sun

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