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The Robins Nest
Building a rockery
Stopping, watching.
Robins’ nesting close
Stop work do not startle.
Stop for incoming worms
Love those birds.
Mouths to feed
Stopping with care and wonder.
Hen and Cock, working to ends
Chicks gaped ochre mouths
Cheeping, stop work, move away.
They cry.
Worm after worm
Rock after rock.
Both building
Only rock is dead.
Lovers tiff, leaving permanently.
Return...
Friday 6th December 2013 3:19 pm
buddy can you spare
you’re cold, button up,
batten down the hatched glass
these mean talking ghosts offer
little anonymity to the marrowfat
of shoulder high memories
sister in all but time
an “a star” in the morning
yet the many delights,
ours but for the cleansed eyes
and thighs, came as you sounded
memory in your truth’s thunder
blackened through evi...
Saturday 24th August 2013 8:35 pm
The Clown
The Clown
This make-up’s dried upon my face,
gone cracked with age and wear.
I can’t remove this absurd mask.
You’ll never know how much I care.
The girl with pretty eyes will smile,
the clown, so sad, will sigh.
Another chance has passed away.
Another star lights the sky.
You see the clown and laugh at him,
I turn away and cry,
‘cos...
Tuesday 2nd April 2013 10:10 am
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