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August Collage Poem: Speaking in Iambics

Waltmarie
The fallen unpeopled hallways of life

Do you like marmite?

where did all the grim go? 
Something new to fear beneath the four poster bed
Daughters of despair wait for the hirsute man with the large teeth 
and a penchant for Moonlight Sonata.

Do you like Marmite?

The jukebox unplugged but Beatle songs 
still  haunt the tired rooms.

counting yesterdays over the shadows 
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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,...

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'Cloth and Club' - August 2018 Collage Poem

Fidel Castro let go of the bed

His broken record bucks with static

 

Blame blame blame the

P.E. teacher who made my

Life grim.

 

The earth is burning, the earth is burning

May as well spend the weekend on Blackpool Sands

 

Love beats abortion, irony beats stupidity

Swirling around in a stark blood red orange

Lost in a made-up history of calming fire-pit ale

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