swan upmanship

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swan upmanship ( pihsnampu naws )

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this is not a story

i’m still dodging normies

holes in the soles

of my lockdown shoes

orthopaedic stylee

cancel me like wiley

shaking fists at phantoms

& tangents in clouds

’til the daze is gravy

& this lemon’s hazy

shower in the bath

breathe without a mask

plodding like a donkey

music in the wrong key

muses snoozing zeds

pencils in me lead

oh, the road is bendy

after twenty twenty

owls in me frog mouth

up north has gone south

earth is a loony

under the moony

scribbles in the bin

sing another songbook

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( author notes / quotes )

” mad is bad. bad is good “

( j.g ballard, kingdom come )

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beat drop

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beat drop ( pord taeb )

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oh, my broken timelord hearts
syncopate within the dark

of a great sink hole
in the riddle of the kitchen

that appeared overnight
like a hogshead on the doormat

from a little village weasel
jealous of my quill

yet the earth is still an egg
& the morning breeze is blearing

there’s a snare within this air
& a sound around the bushes

yes, there’s a rhythm in the styx
of these bean greenswards

so the music muddles through
with a wonky song for you
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chicken shit poem

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chicken shit poem ( meop tihs nekcihc )

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little rubber hen
rule the roost & jump the queue
peck the scattered corn

so the order falls
crow as if a waking cock
rising of a morn

like a feathered nob
choking as the bishops bash
catching not the pox

baring braver teeth
dare to be a rarer bird
fending off a fox

see who gives a cluck
by the side of speeding lanes
playing games with trucks

giz an egg – or two
strut the headless dance of death
– if you have the guts
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another april fool poem

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another april fool poem ( meop loof lirpa rehtona )

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sound a hornet’s nest
strolling england’s pheasant gland
spring is on a quest

rolling up the hills
dice defying gravity
jumping jacks & jills

as the spanners fly
we, the flowered flap with cats
hyacinth & i

lamb a lion’s mouth
leap the frogs in spawning bogs
plod the north ‘n’ south

odder than y’socks
see the dogs in dancing clogs
piffle’s picking locks

puddle up the creak
cabbage in the muddle’s mash
as the bubble’s squeak

ants in pantaloons
prance upon the spillage green
& the blossom croons

sing ’til kumquat may
gibbon ribbons ’round a pole
ape the grey away
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cloak & stagger

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cloak & stagger ( reggats & kaolc )

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after afternoon
a candle in a lantern
waxing gibbous moon

puddles on the path
universes bursting like
bubbles in the bath

little drips of dream
gibbon in a cable car
kettles singing steam

i’m a shade of grey
or the morning starling’s light
let the horses neigh

drifting like a plank
rhyming like a dictionary
scribbles in the tank

’til the cockerel crows
floating while the ‘rona drones
highs below the lows
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fragmental notes

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fragmental notes ( seton latnemgarf )

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don’t forget a key

a spanner & a handkerchief

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sodium hydroxide

half a jar of marmalade

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otters live in holts

but check your soggy pockets

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breezes blow begonias

– noses blow roses

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beethoven went deaf

when blessed with x-ray vision

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nineteen ninety two

sixteen forty five

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april rains forever

may contains nuts

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road ahead closed

cheese & pickle sandwiches

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rameses the second

spotted on the compost heap

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reinforced concrete

extra pairs of underwear

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this is not a circular

hence the jagged edges

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two o’clock tuesday

wear a grey cagoule

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