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the things we say

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the things we say ( yas ew sgniht eht )

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with buttered toast & tea

but rain by five to sixish

the stormy dark was night

another summer daze

a song before the war

a pebble in your espadrille

a single into town

the library’s still open

& bubblewrap is back

so buy the wife a nightie

yet easter’s late again

it’s just a quid in poundland

i saw him glow this morn

a pheasant & an omen

the rumour mill’s abuzz

with fifty thousand parsnips

it makes the gloom look bigger

so keep the bloody shrapnel

a partridge in a peach tree

she bangs the belgian bongos

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a skein is seen

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a skein is seen ( nees si nieks a )

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autumn’s auspecies

greylags in gaggles

pale or dark bellied

brent from the arctic

like a latin five

marvel at the barnacles

pink footed, tundra

honking on the wind

first is the sound

older than the gold

of a younger, brighter saturn

rasping in the clouds

so we stop & watch

eyes looking skyward

over dead clover

as the mosses green

victory & peace

singing like a symbol

flapping fowl fingers

shades of harvey smith

vees above the trees

geese on a mission

swears up in the air

– up yours ‘n’ all

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definitions of a poems

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definitions of a poems ( smeop a fo snoitinifed )

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the journal squirms of dead old men

& spinsters with cobwebs for knickers

the gruel of school, designed to bore

the speak of sleep – & so we snored

with purple spurts & shapes of beige

an open toad upon a page

that no one reads, a dull-de-sac

a sack of shit, a bag of cack

or magic beans for cabbage folk

a cattle prod, an egg, a yoke

a floating ghost or cheese on toast

the tapered tones of nature’s notes

a sort of door, a funky key

the apes & scrapes of monkey me

a letter stuck with music’s glue

( parcelled to parts unknown )

the gaps between the cracks in clouds

a scribble in – & out the other

a shooting star of trar-luh-lar

the lucid dreams of prose in a coma

the twisted lists of brevity’s rants

the ants in pantomime’s pants

the life & times of baa, baa, baa

rhyming, if inclined

& shining like a shining thing

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things you can catch

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things you can catch ( hctac nac ouy sgniht )

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fruit cake brain slime

the raisin in the rhyme

y’olden, golden sunshine

& blue moon beams

silver fish the size

of a big, fat kraken

aids from a penfriend

– hope’s in those letters

snails, if you hurry

debris from space

feathers from a distant

exploding pillow factory

cannonballs from castle walls

the clap from a nun

a number of busses

& the gist of this list

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in the can ( & out the other )

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in the can ( & out the other ) ( ( rehto eht tuo & ) nac eht ni )

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in the can be mushy peas

prunes with stones

& gloopy custard

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squirming worms & earthen holes

morning skies

like golden syrup

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water for the garden gnomes

cannon balls

as cavalry canter

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in the can be canticles

cantaloupes

& candlemas eve

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can’s a tin & tin’s a drum

hark, the music

– can you see?

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in the can be other cans

kicking cans

& dancing the cancan

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king of the conkers

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king of the conkers ( sreknoc eht fo gnik )

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king of the conkers

smothered in gorilla glue

asphalt & diamonds

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chief of the nag’s chest

hanging with the wrecking balls

checkmate & curtains

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autumn’s destroyer

on the roids & hench as fook

coz you’re fookin’ ‘ard

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god of the schoolyard

ruler of this universe

you too shall shatter

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time is like paris

arrows in his pipeline – so

swing & ‘ave a go

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i’m a light bringer

i’m the ever-blazing sun

with nuts set to stun

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things to give the widest of berths

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things to give the widest of berths ( shtreb fo tsediw eht evig ot sgniht )

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soap opera weddings
– weddings in general
cornichons & gherkins
letters from the council
torrential cloudbursts
the cult of celebrity
broken bones
anything by coldplay
the b.b.c
the song of the sirens
manna from the skies
the brainstream media
the mask-brigade on twatter
lovebombing bots
never ending surveys
the great reset
anthrax, the black death
allen ginsberg fan’s
– lock up your young sons
cracks on the pavement
unlucky heather
heroin & benylin
my doppelgänger
& matt hancock’s prick
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soft rock ballad

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soft rock ballad ( dallab kcor tfos )

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in the bits beyond the leas
so the mincing minstrels moan
spins a tale of wailing hymns
& a land of sanded stone

of the shale within the fro
oh, the shifting skins of turf
& a rumble underneath
from the stomach of the earth

as the cabbage salad splats
as the lunar minded squawk
& a spider frees the flies
chimes a chaffinch, talkin’ chalk

in the innards of upon
as a loaf of hillocks roll
once a forest – since a ghost
& the afterlife is coal

under crumble-jumbled skies
in a broken wonky key
aye, the strumming poets ponce
& the song’s ge-ol-o-gy

in the bits beyond the leas
so the mincing minstrels moan
spins a tale of wailing hymns
& a land of sanded stone
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