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gem in i


not that bothered

but worried about everything

& into everything

yet easily distrac-

did you hear that?

they've not come to get me

i best hide behind the settee

just to be safe like

( sound as a pound )

...



 

May 21, 2016resarfpoetry Art, contemporary poetry, Gemini, photography, Poem, Poetry, Stuff, Words 2 Comments

win a prize


enter a competition

& you might win a prize

chances are you won't

but there's no way

if you don't try


it might be a chicken

that quacks like a duck

'cause someone has to win these things

fingers crossed

good luck

...



 

May 20, 2016resarfpoetry Art, contemporary poetry, photography, Poems, Poetry, Stuff, Words Leave a comment

the marzipan man


deep in yon forest

dwells the marzipan man

formed from sweet nutty witchcraft

stay away if you can

he has a marzipan body

marzipan face & hair

'cause he's the marzipan man

beware - beware - beware

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May 19, 2016resarfpoetry Art, contemporary poetry, photography, Poem, Poetry, Story, Words, ye oldey folk horror bollocks 2 Comments

note to shelf


note to shelf

aye i put you up myself

with the skill of a donkey

& that's why you're wonky


note to shelf

please don't be insulted

as angles breathe life

but you should have been consulted

( i'm sorry )

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May 18, 2016resarfpoetry Art, contemporary poetry, photography, Poem, Poetry, Story, Stuff, Words 2 Comments

pillow factory explosion

the pillow factory exploded

in the middle of the night

it awoke the sleeping town folk

with a boom & a fright

it blew up with intensity

well-beyond smithereens

leaving just the neatest, cleanest

crater ever-seen

(?)

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May 13, 2016resarfpoetry Art, photography, Poem, Poetry, Words Leave a comment

poetry’s ‘special’

poetry's 'special'

& that's why it's essential

like a fat man

when it really is just glands

poetry's 'special'

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May 9, 2016resarfpoetry Art, contemporary poetry, photography, Poem, Poetry, Words Leave a comment

Summer’s on a ‘special’ register



i fucking love you Summer

you are the fucking bestest

the chubby sweaty thumbs

of your uncle-esque caresses


old inhibitions disappear

when them sheep get sheared

any other season

& this would be fucking weird

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May 8, 2016resarfpoetry Art, contemporary poetry, photography, Poem, Poetry, some people think swearing has no place in poetry because they're fucking wanker-twats ..., Words Leave a comment

nostalgia



i remember nostalgia



that fuzzy warm glow

from years ago



(it's still there somewhere)

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May 7, 2016resarfpoetry Art, photography, Poem, Poetry, Stuff, Words Leave a comment

friends in high places

 

a mate on a hill

friends in high places

a proper old mucker

no airs & graces

the higher the better

top that if you can

(clouds don't count

or the abominable snowman)

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May 4, 2016resarfpoetry Art, photography, Poem, Poetry, Words 3 Comments

the man with no nostrils

the man with no nostrils

still had a nose

'til one day a big sneeze

where does it go?



the man with with no nostrils

still had a nose

'til one day a big sneeze

his head explodes

... 


 

May 2, 2016resarfpoetry Art, photography, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Story, Words 2 Comments

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