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January 2024 Collage Poem: New Lines
Still on the theme of fast trains
And eternal eagles
Welcome to the nasty party
Mutiny is in the making
Easter eggs crush the Christmas decorations
in the days of the New Year. But where
is the hidden message – the missing girl.
OCD rascals play havoc with my pegs
In the blowy greyness we can say anything is true
Window wind is it forever lost?
Blown bl...
Friday 12th January 2024 9:56 am
January 2021 College poem: Moments of Sunlight
Atlas got lost when the wind blew his A-Z into the hurricane.
From caterpillars to butterflies --- hopefully we will all finally
Emerge from Covid's chrysalis-like grip.
Tapping on the door where a poet once lived changing
The meaning from a haiku to a sonnet in seconds
Fire melts her best form on this damp summer day
The three men, lost inside, drinking coffee until the dawn
And the ne...
Tuesday 12th January 2021 3:53 pm
January 2016 Collage Poem: The End of the World
The closest I could find
to the end of the world
Pleasing package
under a crumbling roof
Reach for the magic button
Silent and bitter protest
with only one wish
no school
A chocolate mouth that's warm as wet
Hurting like Hell
Just a tearaway
Distant star, our world that ended.
Wednesday 13th January 2016 11:07 pm
January Collage Poem: Beginnings and Exits
Mothers of sons dream troubled dreams
of blowing leaves and anniversaries.
Give me an energetic brush every time
it smells like winter, trees sigh softly
and nature floats my boat. Red and gold
leaves scurry along in the force
the pungence of words strong enough
to sting the nostrils, sweet enough
to bless the ears
glamour in fleece and recognition
...Monday 13th January 2014 9:57 pm
Recycled Prophesies (January 2013 Collage Poem)
Recycled memories
Fall like snow
Smothered across
Degrees of memories
Bits of paper flutter
Along the pavement
Get to work, boy!
I would like to wish you all
A really nice, safe new year
Taking stock of empty boxes
Mrs Browne is a mean old witch.
Thursday 17th January 2013 11:52 am
January Write Out Loud Collage Poem
Tonight is the night
These boots are made for show
Written by an indignant hand,
More dignified than mine
Thin as wire, quick as fire
Quick as swallows backward in the night
A peacution freeze
In the midnight breeze
And to that wretched end,
We sold our souls
New beginnings, novel readings
Mindless mercies
You’r...
Monday 16th January 2012 11:07 am
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