Farm girl

Small in stature

yet she speeds like a two toned projectile

at an astonishing rate

 

she works the farm and fields

with almost human conscientiousness

to her the heights of any wall, gate or fence

are insignificant

 

you will never see tiredness or unwillingness in her eyes

only the enjoyment of devotional duty

and a keen readiness for the whistle

or a necessary...

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Lady of awesomeness

She only has to write a few poem fuelling words

and already they are powerful enough 

to send a metaphorical rocket to a metaphorical Moon

 

She pens one last full stop

and the enormously winged masterpiece

leaves the page on its flight

to world wide noteriety

 

In the past when her mind went inspirational word hunting

it would explore the universal sized realms of he...

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Overdue clarification of a Fathers worth

Older we became

the more of what you had intended to do and to be

is gradually being brought into the light of our lives

step by daily beloved step piece by soul assuring piece

 

your patient silenced constancy of once misunderstood care

that has now finally been given the most worthy attention that it richly deserves

that we never paid to you before these belated realisations

...

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After the Sun logs on

The oh so easy

oasey jacosey way

of getting uninstalled

from computer googling

and all that

real time wasting milarkey

is to install your minds determination

and physically browse

the most common site of all

the outdoors!

filed under

going for a walk

get your real

not virtual feet

connected to open

not cyber spaces

your eyes lifted

from the hypnot...

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Getting my thoughts into a thinking twist

DISTRACTED

I THOUGHT ABOUT A THOUGHT

A THOUGHT COMPLETELY DIFFERENT TO

THE THOUGHT THAT I HAD BEEN THINKING ABOUT

A  MOMENT AGO BUT THEN I THOUGHT

WHY AM I THINKING ABOUT THOUGHTS LIKE THAT?

I THOUGHT I KNEW BETTER THAN TO BE THINKING

ABOUT THOUGHTS LIKE THAT!

SO I THOUGHT THAT I WILL TRY NOT TO THINK

ABOUT THAT THOUGHT

THAT I SHOULD NOT HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT

I ...

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Sh! no names mentioned!

Talking to someone ( an old lady )

who had told me about someone else ( an old man )

who had told her about someone else ( a young lady )

who had told him about someone else ( a young man )

so when the young lady had told the old man

the old man told the old lady

so hearing about this the young man told the young lady

to tell the old man to tell the old lady

but before he c...

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Box office enquiry

I t was on a day many years ago

that my Grandma noticed in the newspaper

a one-off showing of the latest Walt Disney film

that was being shown on our local cinema

 

a sci-fi movie suitable for children

which she knew the kids would absolutely love

in a state of excitement she phoned the cinema

to book the seats

 

and being excited at the time of phoning

and thinkin...

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Continual rise

A  poetess or poet is able to see into what he or she writes about deeply

and what he or she does write about is for everyone to enjoy

except for hatred which he or she does not poetically employ

so that his or her mind heart and soul cannot be stained with negativity

dark words, thoughts, shame and malice he or she disowns and does so

in order for his or her writings to fly free.  

...

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Wasted Son

What use now his Mothers child bearing?

what use now his birth?

what use now his old age expected time on earth?

what use now his childhood, his youthful years?

what use now his Mothers goodbye tears?

what use now his naive bravado?

what use now his willingness to go?

what use now his dying flesh his pouring blood?

what use now the hopes of returning home as he thought he w...

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Two thieves

Watching a black cat

stalking in the shadowed long grass

below my bedroom window

 

Moon breaks through the clouds momentarily

ghostily brightening the garden

 

Black cat looks up

his eyes

stealing the moonlight

until the clouds close again

 

back to bed

my eyes closed

having stolen the darkness.

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Pardon my disbelief

The service has been serviced

prayers mumbled and seen to be mumbled

by mumblers, a cosy epilogical spit and polished agreement

between priest and parishioners

 

then off they go

mind carrying their separate versions

of a perfect thought painted image of heaven   

 

the sunday smile wearing flock exiting

having collected their shares

of self assuring peace

 

...

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Darkly plumed star of Winter

Seasonally whitened time of the year

each dawn declaring themselves with so bright a glare

Jack frostily fingering everything everywhere, and exhaled breaths turn to mist and disappear 

 

icicle pendants bejewelling every ledge

the pace of life slows down to a lesser pace

tis the hillsides days of children, each to their sledge

smiles adorning each happy, cold flushed face

...

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Silencing his snapping fingers

Is she to costume herself with facades just for him

falsifying, prance doll-like on his stage as the person she is definitely not

for the sake of upholding his belief in sordidness?

 

these collective, pretentious identities

irregularities, and bad habits, not hers

he abusively pours into the vessel of her true title

trying to endow her with darker motives and voices

attemp...

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Grandma's golden hours

Childrens laughter, mingles with the crashing of the foaming spray

as they happily build castles in the sand

while I am building more precious memories, dear children

especially everytime each of you hold my aged hand

 

in teasing shouts you all run off along the shoreline

riotous gulls in their shriekings, seem to applaud

attempting to shake off my weight of years in staggeri...

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Age of dilapidation

Through a long time ago street

the wind mournfully moaned its way like a bereaved lover leaving a graveside

as flurries of litter are being borne along on its unseen tide

 

and down this sulphorously blackened terrace lined collection of  aged hovel type dwelling

staggers a lonely drunkard, whispering so many wondrous promises to no one but his inebriated self

 

yowling cats, ...

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Accelerations

How many times will I have to swallow the remnants

of my lifes broken promises, ones that I had expected to have been fulfilled by now?

 

those, that I had hoped would have kept to their words and deeds

and in doing so, prevented me from seeing or hearing

the increased speeding up of each of my days dismantlings

hurrying me through the doors of the last chance saloon faster and f...

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When Jekyll goes out and Hyde returns

Oh no!

surely that couldn't have been him last night, the husband

allowing his pummelling fists to be used by a drunken wife beater!

 

Oh no! surely that wouldn't have been him last night

letting his voice be used to scream demonic profanities

into the defenceless ears of his victimised wife

by a slobbering beast!

 

Oh no! that couldn't have been him last night

gladly...

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Almost disbelieving your death

You will not be here tomorrow or, any of the fortcoming days

you will, with your closed account of time

be failing to unlock, and walk in our front door

and enjoy your favourite meal that I will have set on the table for you

every evening like I used to do and still do just in case

 

only if it could

how wonderful it would be, should my imagination have the power

to bring y...

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