Poetry

acrostic of don’ts

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d illydally on the way

or play with safety matches

atop a bale o’ hay

o pen the unlucky box

with mustard gas, electric shocks

or play leapfrog – with a triceratops

n otice the declining lines

as observation is the gimp

of faded since from former times

t ickle a great white shark

or mince through

any urban park – after dark

s norkel in the hepatitis c

or climb the wall covered

in h.i.v

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a load of old bollards

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b elgian barn owls
betelgeusian butteries


o peratic opticians
ox-eyed daybreak


l evitate like ladybirds
listless lies londinium


l unar sea shanties?
lo, the larking lollards sing


a ntlers on a postcard
actium – but fought on land


r aspberry ripples in
radio wave functions


d enmark is an urban myth
diabetic dodos suppose


s trontium dogs bark
somewhere in limbo landfill

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of the tangibles –

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minding your missives
like so & so’s post-it-notes
( please excuse the gaps )

the last gasp staggers
on let’s bee avenue
( perhaps – the mishaps )

rearranged faces
of the tangibles & not
( guess which one frowns next )

you became paper
scribbled with the spider’s ink
( black plus white is grey )

now is yesterday
then is when the cowslips come
( home from the green fields )

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parish councillor song

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i’m a parish councillor
& the birdie song
is my mobile’s ringtone

i’m a parish councillor
i cycle with no helmet
‘cos i play golf with death

i’m a parish councillor
& all these cardigans
were hand knitted by artisans

i’m a parish councillor
& once i had a scooby-doo
& hair like george michael

since is the prince
& cash in brown envelopes
& cloudy amber ales

as i’m a parish councillor
& one of my young granddaughters
looks like jimmy nail

yes, i’m a parish councillor
just helping out my friends
& giving something back

oh, i’m a parish councillor
& charity is me
& hallowed by my name

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