photography

( noted )

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( noted ) ( deton )

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two fat robins
bobbing in a bird bath

breakfast in a bap
as the moon aligns with neptune

wind on the face
with an untied shoelace

dinner’s on the pavement
mushy peas ‘n’ chips

rubber chickens clucking
in a blue rucksack

tupped-up ewes
winter barley rising

parsnips in the greenhouse
cows in their sheds

shoots of wild garlic
peeping like a perv

where the air is weaving
dogs run in circles

as a masky gasps
in a car – on his own

eight grey herons
venus in retrograde

burnt black toast
& a sleeping smoke alarm

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those imaginary penpals

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those imaginary penpals ( slapnep yranigami esoht )

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martin p. parsnip
seventeen narnia crescent
winchesterchester

susan lamashtu
thirty three coleslaw corner
of your hinterland

hercule humidor
forty four droopy drawer’s road
ruritania

anne mcdroidson
two-b-nine-w-two
one-y-nine-h-8

goneril goshawk
thirteen codology mews
planet caravan

astaroth windsor
six six six j. saville row
( the necro-dungeon )

genghis carnation
eighteen gravy boatswain lane
anus, uranus

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& the days became stranger

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& the days became stranger ( regnarts emaceb syad eht & )

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after the spanners
in the ever bending fortnight

life on planet pantomime
went a wonky way

pot banger’s clapped
as the flesh-bots flapped

normalzzz shat its pants
& hoarded all the bog roll

since is a gibbon
tangled in pink ribbons

or a sylphid song
on beyond the swan

thunder cracked the eggshell
split like a pea

days became stranger
than a mandrill’s rectal passage

clouds on the ground
pissed upon the stars

’til the parsnip people
memes within the genes

them of roundabouts
sliding by the swings

saw the weasel’s strings
& fluttered little wings

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a memory down trip lane

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a memory down trip lane ( enal pirt nwod yromem a )

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i recall the fall

in my geriatric armchair

      slurping lucozade

      in a crystal cognac glass

stroking my cravat

as if it were a cat

      back between naps

      scratching the annals –

once upon the cobbles

a wobble followed through

      a trip of a slip

      on rain-glazed stone

so the stormy glows

like the embers of remember

      misted like a morning

      on a meadow by a river

went the then of me

soaring in the air

      high on banana skins

      & nuerofen plus

flying like a fish

arse over elbows

      stumble up & gone

      crashing with aplomb

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have you seen the trees?

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have you seen the trees? ( ?seert eht nees uoy evah )

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hairy fairy aerials
wooden antennae

stubble of the land
hugger of i

on a wander’s pause
watchers of the forest

towers fit for owls
dendrous cousins

them of up above
dryad gaff’s

pixie apartment’s
lumberjack fodder

sunbeam deflector’s
squirrel castle’s

bracers of gales
barking like a dog

battlers of storms
tamers of the jet stream

shades of the glades
rain neutralisers

have you seen the trees?
logged & noted too?

our friends arboreal
as they’ve seen you

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pinch another punchline

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pinch another punchline ( enilhcnup rehtona hcnip )

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mizzle of a morn’
walking in the sheet
under scrumpled thunder
plodding sodden feet

piffle in the head
lead between the legs
scribble up a riddle
then the pencil smegs

metaphorically
‘neath the weaving skies
seeking eager egrets
herons in disguise

buds upon the bare
branches where the bears
crap within the copses
or the boxing hares

yes, the west is east
when the north is south
spinning in the midlands
muddles in the mouth

rabid rabbit’s white
’tis another moth
pinch another punchline
sigh & bugger off

blowing with the crows
flying as the bar
’til the spring is ringing
chiming like a star

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