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Magyk
Magyk
I had a book all full of spells
Where childhood magic
Weaved its way
Between the yellowed pages
Where dragon’s breath
Set woodland glades alight
And lost children danced
With the frightened and the fey
The teeth of angry wolves
Chewed at the edges
Whilst chattering little demons
Clawed along your spine
Strange apples fell from wizene...
Friday 8th May 2020 2:40 pm
Dha Kro’z Ov Al-bi-an
Dha Kro’z Ov Al-bi-an
(Tak’n frum ‘Dha Book Ov Kro’z’)
Koww Koww Koww
Wit wich hurd mi ple -
Kum down in hur
sno dres fin’ery.
Koww Koww Koww
“Giv mi vois”, sez I,
“For Kro iz sik ov
ra’ging at gray ski”
Koww Koww Koww
“I wish mi song be hurd,
tune’ful as a
prit’i lit’l burd”
“No, No”, sa she
“Nev’ar such a thing -
for u ar blak ov hart -
as blak of wing”
“I se u on ...
Friday 29th May 2015 6:31 pm
Menage A Trois
Menage A Trois
The creeping half-light
casts unnatural shadows
on a cooling path.
Silver sister moon
bites down hard on the sky king,
silencing bird song.
This, being England,
she does beneath a cloud veil
of shy modesty.
Unbelievers still
raise their eyes to the heavens
in acts of worship.
Magic or science -
or just something poetic
on a spring morning?
When the sun re...
Friday 20th March 2015 11:20 am
Blood Moon
Blood Moon
“Sweet Katarina, dance for me”,
said the man with the black balloon,
whose face looked rather like a wolf
if glanced in the back of a spoon -
and for each dance she did for him
he would pass her another string
with a midnight helium ball
tied on to its end with a ring.
She danced until her little hands
were full of the magical twine
and the villagers all agreed
they’d ne...
Friday 4th July 2014 2:09 pm
Cycle Of The Scarecrow (audio version)
Cycle Of The Scarecrow
before she came
I stood here
for what seemed like eons
with a blood red sun
setting behind me
my head full
of nothing more
than sawdust
straw and dreams
a hole in my chest
where beetles scuttled
happy come rain or shine
my only fear
that crows might see
through me
be brave and bold
and strut towards me
then peck out
my button eyes
now as the shadows g...
Saturday 22nd March 2014 11:52 am
Christmas Eve
Christmas Eve
the snow fell
so hard and fast
that we thought
the earth had
turned white
overnight
and when
we stepped
into the flurry
the lining
of our noses
crackled
with the
sudden chill
and our fingers
screamed
to make it stop
to give them back
their warm blood
inside
the smell
of cinnamon
and spice
caught
on a draft
pulled from
the open door
for a second
the co...
Tuesday 17th December 2013 6:52 pm
Cycle Of The Scarecrow
expanded version of the blog I posted a few days ago - this time covering all four seasons.
Cycle Of The Scarecrow
A Scarecrow Dreams Of Living
A scarecrow in autumnal sheen
thinks of all that he has been.
His age old frame begins to lean
as bitter winds blow in, so keen.
He longs for days of evergreen,
so buys back time, wipes the slate c...
Wednesday 18th September 2013 6:32 pm
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