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Vows

she would swear curses

at adversaries she hated,

enemies got bad scrams,

their prospects down-rated

 

I'd smile, it seemed a joke,

her mother's just the same,

superstitious nonsense,

some daft witches' game

 

yet was it really so silly,or

was there something to it?

some victims took poorly,

there was never a minute

 

free of tragic local news,

some o...

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Nemesis

her tongue was always sharp

a feisty often ferocious maid

until she met her nemesis,a

spouse fit to blunt her blade

 

oh, my task was far from easy

many the battles we did fight

she refused to give up easily

but one day she saw the light

 

she wanted to go out I didn't

defying me she partied away

she got home the door locked

saw the price she had to pay

 

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Fortified

love has a heavy price,

time demands its toll,

ephemeral the bonds

wanton mortality stole

 

he's in bed, very poorly,

I feel he might be dying,

lucozade's not working,

I hear only weak crying

 

yet he's had a good life,

for after all, he had me,

swains I rued when he

went down on his knee

 

long years I devoted

to what is my inferior,

he never had...

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Sticky

that first call alerts him,

eight legs run to the cot,

threads stream behind,

silken, the best he's got

 

each year they tighten,

vibrations excite more,

never stops watching,

repairs those that tore

 

escaping is impossible,

your destiny unfurling,

a decade like a second,

years like nets whirling

 

this one will never age

anymore than his web,

th...

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Big Scars

she was always an enigma,

her hurts stayed in reserve,

a woman of terra incognita,

a rare mistress of swerve

 

its been ten years by now,

and I'm still in the dark,

tantalised out of my wits,

more blissful than a lark

 

for the years reveal layers

that take away my breath,

novel undug virgin strata

a world away from death

 

its living is her catchword,

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Rich Tea

we sit drinking coffee,

much is yet unspoken,

my cup looks cracked,

her biscuits all broken

 

the flat smells of damp,

split ends and oily hair,

scars bangle her wrists,

focus of my coy stare

 

by the hearth lies a cat

of a species I deplore,

yellow paint peels off

a lone bedroom door

 

on her neck a blemish

coated in stale powder,

all in all, a f...

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Cages

angst is what keeps me going,,

fears hoist me up like bones

nought more live to my ears

than the dirge dread intones

 

yes, I've read those books on

the dark influence of stress,

yet, which school to follow?

I'm more confused, not less

 

finally I plumped for Sigmund,

he uses my curlers for a perch,

common sense is his forte and

he saved me years of research

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Brown Bread

she's a great cook to be fair,

puts fine grub on the table,

sees me eat up with gusto

as best as my belly is able

 

she has a bread-maker now,

flour and yeast and pastry,

I must mind my waistline,

dont gobble it up too hasty

 

upset she is at what I leave,

fat gander getting force-fed,

guts so leaden and swollen

I'm no longer good in bed

 

obesity roost...

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Hay

espy their blind spot, the

prey animals on the alert,

that spook all too readily,

so terrified of getting hurt

 

so, trainers use blinkers

calming down our minds,

like keeping the sun out

with full venetian blinds

 

blinkers are anaesthetic,

de-senistised our brains,

the big picture pales, we

race for short-term gains

 

blinkers make it easier,

greed...

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Thread

we decorate our lives

with pearls or sequins,

life stitching on quills,

beads, even vaccines

 

experience makes yarn,

needles sew the thread,

then, behold, a sampler,

buried when we're dead

 

Athena's fingers flew, a

mistress of cross-stitch,

badges sewn each day

sparkling, or just a bitch

 

woven into a biography,

each bauble tells a tale,

but th...

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