ebb & flow

~

ebb & flow ( some science & that )



a star is born - a song is sung

a ferret sighs - a bell end's rung

there's frequencies

for all t.vs

a milk pale turns - a guitar's strummed


a badger yawns - a gas lamp glows

the branches nod when mild winds blow

the rivers flee

towards the sea

then comes the rain or sleet or snow


a magpie yawns - fresh dung is flung

there's tingles on my throbbing tongue

there's shaky knees

that's guaranteed

& blossoming when spring has sprung


as fungi spore - it's ebb & flow

i close my eyes & twiddle toes

i feel the breeze

against my knees

then sneeze down wells where echoes go

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drystone wall poem

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drystone wall poem  (  a  p o e m  )



from the west country

to the yorkshire moors

then further & beyond

well there's drystone walls


through the fields they span

up them peaks & tors

since y'oldey days of yon

it's those drystone walls


once cement was scarce

so they're everywhere

scattered trails through the dales

stand we we pray - don't fall


on this bastard land

here they scrawl their sprawl

older than avalon

yes, it's drystone walls

( x )

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a storm in your pocket

There appears to be a storm

in your pocket

a raging gale

drenched howls of wail. 





There appears to be a storm

in your pocket

cold nefarious fronts

arctic gusts of mistrust.





There appears to be a storm

in your pocket

keeping people indoors

its terror batters with force.





Oh there appears to be a storm 

in your pocket - 'cause there is

please tell me where you bought it

or is this storm a gift

?

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