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felling ( a true tale of tale )
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jackknife island gunk satellites & sunken junk black knight monkey spunk ...
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felling ( a true tale of tale )
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jackknife island gunk satellites & sunken junk black knight monkey spunk ...
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listesque etc. ( a re-winging of an older post )
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mutant bastard handshakes every morn like bran flakes fruit medjool me mandates tooth your pick storming nomad notepads tossing forth the throwbacks quartz, blue john & topaz mined that shit choppy hoppy scented heaven sense fermented pale ale wails infested down it quick singing kitchens sinking flapping caps are thinking keen green eyes are squinting tick - tick - tick ...
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soggy fare ( a poem in places & words throughout )
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the river blooms & mushrooms on the clouds are shrouds where sun has shone the branches nod & sprinkle drops the earth is damp where crops have flopped the valleys splash & tractors swan the ducks are grins - the worst has gone the birds they stir & frogmen hop the ditches brim - the rain has stopped the drizzle dawns & piddles on the here is drips & bits of songs a midland squelch of soggy socks in need of keys for rusting locks ...
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bramble bursts & parasols ( a poem )
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there's gathered nuts & misty yawns
there's staggered ruts & wispy fawns
the foxes grin
as branches thin
i'm scrambling where fungi spawn
there's bramble bursts & parasols
there's gurning ferns & rabbit holes
the nettles sting
as wood nymphs sing
i'm babbling where badgers stroll
there's soggy moss & liverwort
there's cobweb spin & insects caught
the ivy clings
as squirrels swing
i'm rambling where faeries walk
there's weasel schemes & bumble bees
there's toady stools & humble me
the bluebells ring
through mid-late spring
i'm ambling beneath the trees
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bees in libraries ( a true story )
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bees in libraries bumble bees meet tumbleweed bees, be quiet please ...
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jam season ( a poem for another muddled monday etc. )
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blast the bastard brass bandstand & soap bubbble those pops clap the drastic crass handstand & coach bustle those stops bite your phantom foe toenails & knight your holy grail blast the bastard brass bandstand & soap bubbble those pops crack the wicked slick whiplash & wire cable those cars smack the liquid bitch slapdash & fire fable those stars croak your duffel cloak coattails & roam your toady dales crack the wicked slick whiplash & wire cable those cars bat the freakish front backhand & sod-muddle those socks smash the sheepish stunt crash land & flux-fuddle those flocks spew your fishy gross net sales & clue your vacuumed veils bat the freakish front backhand & sod-muddle those socks jam the berried fruit mishmash & hot ladle those jars smack the smelly boot backlash & cat cradle those scars duck your frozen pea dovetails & pluck your ropy scales jam the berried fruit mishmash & hot ladle those jars ...
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geometric beekeeper ( a n o t h e r d r e a m )
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bastard knuckle pox nebulous bats aftershocks phantom socks detox ...
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f – words ( some o’ that )
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finger frizzled fjords freckle fibular freight fudge flummoxed frisbee fucks ...
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applegeddon ( a poem about apples, can you read … ? )
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the orchards nod in sort of bobs as absent doctors crumble pie the rain aloft is pips & sobs as maggots scrump the cider eyes the carts they dart with sunken hearts & toffee tears for what draws near we'll beat the wasp at any cost for harvest tide & cyanide ...
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doomsday frocks ( a true sprawl )
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the mutant shrew has spewed the floss as fuzzy frogs they feud the dross so cabbage brains they lavish drains in doomsday frocks then newt the moss the student gnu has stewed the cross as dummy dogs they smooth the pox so jangled cranes they scan the lanes for salty clocks to boot the toss the foolish shoe has glued the gloss as honey hogs they boo the fox so sandy grains they pansy stains & poppy cocks the nuisance socks ...