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August 2022 Collage Poem: The Haze of a Sweet Afternoon
Time to slake our thirst for words
A cerebral circle of wordsmithery
Burying two dozen rats
In your neighbour’s garden
Under their prized rose patch
Whom you’d never liked one night
There’s a rat in the allotment –
What am I going to do?
Don’t worry – every little thing’s all right
So the broken beasts of shadows that speak
A bird, drawn in sand,...
Saturday 13th August 2022 10:53 am
June 2022 Collage Poem: Lost Technologies
Bloodstains on blackboard tick
Down the panicked time
Spontaneous children calling
As a tragic register is taken
Drinking champagne from
Cups for Italian kings
In Sandringham the Queen’s bedside lamp blew
While in the Mariana trench deep down
Harry the Angler fish muttered a frantic phew!
As his lamp came on and he thought fuck it!
Time to go to town!
So ...
Friday 10th June 2022 9:08 am
March 2022 Collage Poem: The Lost Prophet
Strange handshake, borrower
Plugs into deep sea darkness
John the Baptist turns
On the aluminium kitchen taps
The River Jordan has turned radioactive
Vultures in the gym flex and strain
Through cluttered concrete layers
Vultures pounding dents from floor removed
No electricity in the gym
Nigel talking about milkshakes
The monsters under the bed
...
Friday 11th March 2022 12:08 pm
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