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shapes of apes

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shapes of apes ( a true story & poem in places too )

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the dales are ales & bursting birds

of bastard flaps & thirsting words

the ink is blinks & blank's the sheets

as weasels scheme & ladles stir


the morn is fawn & biscuit shades

of wanky wheat & sandy beige

the bonce is moors & bogs of peat

as teapots sing & august fades


the mouth is clouds & shrouded blurs

of citrus shreds & lemon curd

the dog is snores & depths of sleep

as talk is slurred & chimneys sweep


the trees are keys & plays unstaged

of secrets kept & wars yet waged

the hands are feet on vacant streets

the pith is chimp & shapes of apes

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’twas-socks

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’twas-socks ( some piffle for your whistle )

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bramble tangled baritones

saxon scrambled saxophones

piggybacking cataracts

tingles in the chromosomes


velum scented velodromes

pigeons pecking honeycomb

scrappy barking artefacts

crackles on the gramophone


rifle stifled styrofoam

dryad drizzled microphones

nippy cracking subcontracts

twinkles in the sunny bones


ankle dangles aerodromes

sparrow mangled monotones

batty flapping feather flaps

cobwebs on the cobblestones

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bramble bursts & parasols

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bramble bursts & parasols ( a poem )

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there's gathered nuts & misty yawns

there's staggered ruts & wispy fawns

the foxes grin

as branches thin

i'm scrambling where fungi spawn


there's bramble bursts & parasols

there's gurning ferns & rabbit holes

the nettles sting

as wood nymphs sing

i'm babbling where badgers stroll


there's soggy moss & liverwort

there's cobweb spin & insects caught

the ivy clings

as squirrels swing

i'm rambling where faeries walk


there's weasel schemes & bumble bees

there's toady stools & humble me

the bluebells ring

through mid-late spring

i'm ambling beneath the trees

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annual checkup

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annual checkup ( because i once saw a jigsaw jig & other reasons too )

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the ears are piers - the eyes are shores

the mind is threads & minotaurs

the elbows glow if sneezes glow

when daydreams scream - the anus snores


the hands are bands - the toes are bells

the feet are beats & yoking spells

the furrowed brow is highland cow

when breezes growl - the armpits yell


the knees are cheese - the chin is warm

the spine is swine & unicorns

the noses grow - all six, you know

when autumn falls & fungi spore


the soul is vole - the brain is cells

the neck is heck yet ankles smell

of roman roads & barley mows

the heart is still a wishing well

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bother-spot

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as laundry maids mangle

& trespassers trample

as tabloid scum scandal

i dangle at angles


as hearty shelves mantle

& eggy codes scramble

as connoisseurs sample

i jangle me ankles


as sequins all spangle

& bracelets all bangle

as birthdays blow candles

i tried to feel thankful


but delayed trains cancel

& wrong'un folk strangle

i dangle at angles

some help please, i'm tangled

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