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Grandad's Armchair

Grandad’s Armchair

Strange smelling, mustard brown moth-eaten chair, where Grandad sat on a Sunday afternoon after lamb with all the trimmings.

Like a heaving ancient giant, with his mouth ready to catch flies and glasses knocked to one side, he snores and wheezes, his tongue sissing like a snake.

With a choo choo train I fly around and scream and crash and wallop into everything; as Acti...

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A Sea Poem

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Deep within me  
lay a sea poem 
of long ago;
 
where air is fresh 
but blusters wildly
when southerlies blow, 
 
slick and slimy 
mud between the toes- 
mangrove's brackish home.
 
Whitecaps dance 
in the open channel 
close to where corals grow.
 
But further than the distance
of childhood ...

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The Old Broken Doll

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In an old house

I found an

old doll.

 

It looked worn

and scuffed and

like it had

taken a fall.

 

Her arms were

torn and all

out of kilter.

 

She was lying

in some kind

of dirty old filter.

 

Her face was

chipped, broken

and her smile missing.

 

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Cinderella

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The exaggerated bosom,

For a girl her height,

Is overly noticable,

Upon first sight.

She makes eye contact,

And you tingle all over,

That’s how I felt,

I was her lover.

I await the day she returns,

I will wait forever.

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Christmas Lament

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Put up the Christmas tree last night
that six foot hideous plastic thing
you said you liked, this time last year
would have got a new one, but out of respect
I saw it fit for pride of place in the left hand corner of the living room
next to the window by the fire, overlooking the snow outside
I thank God above you didn't have to drive in it
to work this year, o...

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