Blog Entries by Lynn Dye (2013)

Secrets of the Willow

by Lynn Dye

His first time,

stealthily,

takes her hand

leads her through

the petticoats

of a weeping willow.

Lost from view

he pulls her close

eager to discover

what lies beneath

the petticoats within

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Wednesday 11th December 2013 5:42 pm

The biggest crime

by Lynn Dye

Council plans finally been passed,

time for renovation in city park,

along with the hired professionals

several young men work unpaid

fulfilling community sentences.

Three lads in their early twenties,

at the end of a long, hard day

leaving the grounds, fall into line

start talking along their way.

The first is serving two hundred hours

for his firs...

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Saturday 5th October 2013 10:55 pm

Not like in the brochure

by Lynn Dye

It wasn’t transparent in the photo,

in the brochure it was opaque

so why on earth did I trust it?

It was some mistake to make.

On the model it was a pashmina

laid across cool summer dress,

butterfly pattern not so busy,

it didn’t look such a mess.

Instead of draping on shoulders

on a balmy summer night,

I’d only wear it in winter coat

tu...

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Wednesday 26th June 2013 5:12 pm

52 Hertz

by Lynn Dye

Resonance of the ocean

courses through his being

leaping, soaring

diving, plunging

back into depths

of solitude.

Plaintive voice, soul searching song

booms through murky darkness

haunts his domain

persistently

unrequited

and misconstrued.

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Monday 10th June 2013 12:16 am

52 Hertz

Solitude

by Lynn Dye

I sit on the rustic park bench

that gives me splinters

to watch the world go by.

Families pass, as do couples

many hand in hand

oblivious to my sigh.

The only solitary figure

am I on this spring day

I know that's how it ...

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Wednesday 29th May 2013 3:58 pm

52 Hertz

perspective

by Lynn Dye

from high vantage point

I gaze ’cross valleys

to far distant hills

where on just meadows

at my horizon

bright sunshine spills

’neath clouds I ponder

were I to paint this scene

stretched out before me

in many shades of green

where the furthest field

and furthest trees

have the lightest grass

and the lightest leaves

a trusty art exper...

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Sunday 12th May 2013 5:45 pm

Wake up Britain and smell the coffee!

by Lynn Dye

Hey you!

put down that paper

full of hypocrisy and lies

why let Murdoch indoctrinate you?

you are not one of the one percent

not for you their deceit

their toxic measures

to turn man against man

woman against woman

when united we must stand

against our oppressors!

Take note!

dailies rile hatred and poison

aiding and abetting ...

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Saturday 30th March 2013 11:48 am

Snowy Window

by Lynn Dye

My world outside is just the whitest white,

Husband stares at window, scratching chin.

Snow still falls heavily, stare as he might,

I guess I’d better go let him in.

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Monday 25th March 2013 9:02 am

Atos - not a toss!

by Lynn Dye

An evil man is I.D.S.

causing great pain and distress,

disabled people drop like flies,

it is time we heard their cries.

Fraudulent claims say government

are just nought-point-five percent,

so why treat all as if they’re bent,

guilty till proven innocent?

Six billion pounds paid to Atos,

that is quite some scandalous loss,

private compan...

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Saturday 12th January 2013 8:04 am

Georgie Porgey

by Lynn Dye

Georgie Porgy pudding and pie

Blames all jobless as work-shy.

Cuts benefits though there’s no jobs.

To fund his horse field, he robs!

Taxpayers’ dosh for his abuse.

Divide and rule so he can’t lose,

Sets working poor ’gainst unemployed,

Future riots to avoid.

Homelessness to increase, how sad

Working poor hit just as bad.

Children to go ...

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Thursday 3rd January 2013 10:58 pm

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Secrets of the Willow

The biggest crime

Not like in the brochure

52 Hertz

Solitude

perspective

Wake up Britain and smell the coffee!

Snowy Window

Atos - not a toss!

Georgie Porgey

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