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Boiling Frogs Haiku

Springtime for Hitler;

More than willing April fools.

Frogs slowly boiling.

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April 2021 Collage Poem: From the Shadows

If you don't know you won't know
and if you don't know that, then what do you know apart from that
according to you I am not me

An eightball car without wheels but with music
In the shadows of the city, the philosopher killed his bride
I knew the bride before she got wed he shrieked
and she smashed the DJ over the head with a bottle of 16th century single malt whiskey
Mr Motorist in red a...

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The Unreasonable Demands of April

No, it’s true, April does not

Arrive as a grim reaper

Coming to take souls

Off to underground rivers

In the waste land

Or anything like that.

On first glance, April

Is a reprieve, new life

Is in abundance, and

We step out and look up

For the first time in awhile.

 

Now we can rouse ourselves.

Lift ourselves from bed

And go out into the world.

Daffodils,...

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April First

 


No more fools again on April 
It was last lies to believe 
Complicated!!, Why not simple? 
Take it easy, or should leave 

 

If someone forces to trust 
That one puts others in doubting 
When the truth appear very fast 
That one is afraid or hiding 

 

We should only pray to God 
God will keep hearts more faithful 
When the purity clean the blood 
Surely life will be more...

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March 2018 Collage Poem: Changes

 

Poetry in unusual places

Yarn-bombing red as a spaniel

Line of poetry clutters in clusters

 

Faeries and Diddymen, aliens and witches

We transcend to rainbows when we die

Cold coffee cup clocks stuck at half-past six

 

The witch her face disfigured

Better methinks burnt at stake.

 

Lost in the past watching swallows flying north in spring

Swallows in blue s...

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Cold April Days

He thinks the sun is rude
for blaring into his day;
She is simply happier
when couched in her mumbles of grey
 
Curtains drawn, blinds down
They have their blinkers on
They leave the paths untrodden
While the world chokes out a song
 
Their confinement is not a prison though
It's a choice that they embrace
They know the Earth keeps turning
At its' baffling, blurring pace
 
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April's Fool

shall you consider
with a glance
what ails this
wracked chest
to whisper?

may you come here
on a chance, outside
while painted-over grills
creak & strain to open:

encrusted gates
await firm hands.
therein, opulent
niceties are mute,
minute breaths, plenty.

 

 

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The riot of spring

   Into the riot of the spring

sirens are calling my soul

what the hell is wrong with me?

I feel like I'm a thousand years old

 

But I've just been a boy

who started a million fires

went down on his knees and then prayed

to catch another glimpse of your face

 

That day you were wearing a skirt

the day you made my knees shake

all that distant time

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There's Something about April

There’s something about April -
  the way she wears her clothes:
    loosely fit. One button more
      and September is exposed.
        The veil removed, her flesh reveals
          December’s naked trees;
             Springtime lurks behind the bark
               and drags me to my knees.
 
               I kneel upon her dewy cloak
            And make her moss my bed;
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