Poetry

lines re the laughter in the woods

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horned like the morning

striding on crunches

cornflake flooring

feet twig beneath

us two fools

in matching green cagoules

seeking a glimpse

of the nymphs or sasquatch

once grey rooftops

gave way to cloaked oak

there where the elfin

cracks us up like popcorn

robin hood’s hood

the lord of misrule’s old skool

in this cosmic copse

in his leafen universe

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uncle susan’s diary

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gathered like a teatime

guaranteed a deep, deep

sigh & an eye-roll

over the clover leaves

from the greenest pasture

gone like a cuckoo

toodleooh then

since wore more pringle

& rediscovered ovaltine

since was slowly down

a grainy midlands town

vast glacial cracks

until one magic june’s

rainbow revelation

rebooted, regenerated

life on the patches

after the wife ran

off with the milkman’s cousin

todger intact

thank god for that, though

( free online to read )

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six tips for budding poets

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insert the right word

or the meaning is lust

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no one’s impressed

if you rhyme rain with spain

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ignore the current thing

& do your own bollocks

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readers should be passengers

upon your paper plane

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fuck the dead greats – mostly

as most of them were wankers

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proof read before

it’s in the pubic domain

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