Poem

the warm-up man

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the warm-up man ( nam pu-mraw eht )

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one pale odd-bod

new moon boots

ten pairs of socks

fifteen tracky-beez

eight lucky underpants

four boxer shorts

five thermal vests

seven zipped hoodies

nine pairs of mittens

three yeti fur coats

scarves upon scarves

& a woollen bobble hat

waddles out the door

seeking higher ground

up a fruzzen hillock

’til the pillock sweats

( gotcha )

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candlemas wax

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candlemas wax ( xaw samweldnac )

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once anon upon a swan
singing in the spinning yon
as the crawling, yawning dew
shines away the night

cycles in the snorting air
rocking like a horsing chair
yet the flapping phantom flu
sucks us in the shite

yesterday is rain again
chase a tracing paper plane
catch a dancing kangaroo
all the daze a blur

bouncing on the thawing ground
balls of orblets sprawl around
springs within y’ shuffled shoe
as the catkins purr

& the gormless normalzzz falls
teeter, topple weasel walls
paddles in the annal’s pooh
flee this tangled web

riddle in the twisting mist
scribble little piffle lists
music is the mutant glue
things t’do in feb
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limbo bingo

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limbo bingo ( ognib obmil )

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unsung songbirds
tungsten tongues

lumps in the gravy
two fat ladies

torn-up paper planes
beetles pushing dung

storms at sea
in a cup of morning tea

pan is alive but
still playing possum

gravel in me moon boots
shoots – but no fruits

tumbleweed high streets
bumblebee zeds

pebbles on a riverbed
blithers in the head

blethers in the heather though
trombone undertones

dogs in the wrong wood
shoulda woulda could

rocking horses snore so
plod the foggy moorland

four jackdaws
& a cow brown grouse

– house ( ! )
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ffeebbrruuaarryy

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ffeebbrruuaarryy ( yyrraauurrbbeeff )

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f urther up the greasy vole

     farting parsnip foghorns

e venings gleaming out again

      easter stirs as serpents snore

b ringing light like phosphorous

      broken biscuit undertones

r oundabouts & bicycles

      rummage in the attic

u nicorns in unison

      uppercut the sunken sun

a piarys still buzzing zees

      apple blossom budding back

r ain upon my testing tongue

      riddles in a thermal vest      

y esterday was coddled eggs 

      yet the crocus focus eyes

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the absent there of disappear

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the absent there of disappear ( raeppasid fo ereht tnesba eht )

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beyond the clustered range is strange
another sort of creaking door
the stepping stones of droving ghosts
a plod upon a sodden moor

beneath a breathing shroud of cloud
a sleeping walk, a distant near
is glowing where the washing goes
the absent there of disappear

beyond a cycled song of swans
a winding river’s run & twist
a fumble in the flustered fog
& vanish in the gasping mist

the wisping wanders of the fay
a jot but not a pencilled trace
a garden in the gloaming’s dark
the flipping missing marble’s place

a hall of orbs, a sylphid sea
a spot but not the realm of men
another all is calling me
another when is dancing then

beyond the haring snare of time
& snooping eyes of watchful clocks
the hands of phantoms beckon to
the mythic land of pairless socks
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the gift that keeps on shitting

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the gift that keeps on shitting ( gnittihs no speek taht tfig eht )

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rain pisses down

like another love sonnet

bees are sleeping zees

beats within me bonnet

drum but with a plum

not aplomb – but a fruit

legs are standing stones

gravel in me boots

pens keep running ou

muses on sabbaticals

time slides sideways

facing the greys

phantom ballads fade

salad in a maze-daze

home is pickled onions

hope is pebble dashed

air stagnates like

stare-offs with walls

one magpie

in the corner of your eye

lockdowns forever

cry compromised clowns

& all the leper-dodgers

in the mask brigade concur

( huhray )

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