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things to do on saturday  (  yadrutas no od ot sgniht  )

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burble with a burst of words

circle as a bird of prey

sit upon a tuffet's tuft

eating easter, curds & whey


plod the leas of glasses gleam

tingles in the d.n.a

rub y' chin with buttercups

pucker up as branches sway


paint the sky in shades of beige

everything's a passageway

lightning strikes a gilded cage

irk the scourge of faraday


swoon beneath a silver moon

beaming like a laser ray

potter of an afternoon

snooze the latest matinee


mumble in a bubble's bath

water falls & runaway

marbleous, this carpentry

stumbles in the underlay


sip a sup of mourning tea

once upon a dossier

steaming mugs & storming cups

in a spin as potter's clay


squiggle on with bits of list

paper planes & throwaway

roam the gloam & seek the sea

hit the ships & stowaway


weasels weave as badgers dance

in this bastard cabaret

sunken suns & sniffing glue

things to do on saturday

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gone but not the other  (  rehto eht ton tub enog  )

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she is the bright & blinds at night

a warring wind - a feast for worms

as poets doze & vampires bite

a dance within a can of squirms


she is the scree upon the hills

a mutant moon, a spew of shrews

or leprosy in espadrilles

a dog in clogs, a cat in shoes


she is the bat of bastard black

a parliament of wailing bones

beyond the snarls & gnarls of cracks

of storming cups or paving stones


an autumn leaf as weasels weave

a tapestry beyond the gong

a michaelmas on whitsun eve

a scatter graph - but still the song

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local headlines  (  sneildaeh lacol  )

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rabid postman bites dog


vicar licks bishop's chin


otter robs riverbank


local poet pisses on


pothole swallows florist whole


secretary embezzled pens


council declares war on owls


( or mayor declares war on walruses )


morris dancer marries earwig


rain all day but dry at night


sport teams draw a game with balls


windmill disappears in gale


un-exploded bomb explodes


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spitting dusk  (  ksud gnittips  )

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the thicket bristles in the wood

as ghosts are gloaming in the leas

a muffle in the scheme of things

as breezes hum & ruffle trees


the grasses whisper in chinese

& chatter through the afternoon

until the fly that hovers spies

a sunken sun, a rising moon


& sitting in a sodden ditch

within the still - a poet harks

the tooting sounds, a screeching copse

& hoots abound - the owls are larks


so scribble i with squinting eyes

i'm spitting dusk in dimming light

i'm scrawling on as supper calls

i wave the day & kiss the night

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thinking caps  (  spac gnikniht  )

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left or right?

sky or down?

night or day?

beige or brown?


sleep or dream?

land or sea?

frost or thaw?

wasp or bee?


bark or bite?

black or red?

light or dark?

heart or head?


smile or cheese?

cheek or turn?

stick or twig?

kiss or spurn?


cooks or broth?

tin or can?

books or worms?

spick or span?


hills or moles?

clogs or shoes?

cats or dogs?

voles or shrews?


vale or tor?

hot or cold?

ticks or crabs?

brass or gold?


sun or moon?

run or hide?

thinking caps

- you decide -

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seven pence in shrapnel  (  lenparhs ni ecnep neves  )

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seven pence in shrapnel

in a green jacket pocket


starlings - as grandma

is trapped in a jam jar


the ghost of last candlemas

floating up an oak tree


swans on a duckpond

& porridge for supper

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springs seasonal setlist  (  tsiltes lanosaes sgnirps  )

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birdsong at dawn


bees on a breeze


hocus crocus pocus


croaks in a pond


blowin' on a garden hose


cherry blossom blizzard blues


shrews in me shoes


the foxglove foxtrot


the dance of the daffodils


the lamb baa duh


& greensleeves ( cover )


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