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June Collage Poem
True tale of invitation at an early hour,
To rhyme or not to rhyme?!
Are we antique if we park where indicated?
Teddies and teapots, soft sleep suits, downy duvets
This is one passage that I will pass
Antique books; antique folk; antique buildings;
And the greatest antique of all – poetry.
A giant poo stuck in the loo
Place is now and the ...
Saturday 22nd June 2013 4:47 pm
February Space (February 2013 Collage Poem)
Sudden light falls shining
through tentative air;
I've got Plath married to Larkin -
where did that come from?
Let the Queen
take us from reality,
dreaming of coupling
and cosy nests.
Death and the maiden: sure as taxes
and angry mothers-in-law;
secret sadness
masked by convention.
Your heart-beat
beats with mine;
I...
Tuesday 12th February 2013 4:13 pm
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