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Xmas Collage Poem - Bonkersly Good

 

Fire burning over memories of Christmas

Santa is riding high into the silk sky

But he cannot come here with Brexit a tie

 

Donna chewed on Santa’s long toenails

As he snoozed on Blitzen’s fat belly

 

Where streaks of Pollock green ache

Like August clouds

 

In love with feathers and glass

As the fires take it all away

 

Widened eyes of the dirtiest faces

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November 2018 Collage Poem: Cheshire Housewives

 

Cheshire housewife buys her Hereafter Insurance,

Works hard for nativity with port and gin

Our truth is, success means excess.

 

Then lies were common in family life

Waiting, hiding, broken, when when true

As your eyes sparkle through Mona Lisa smiles

And lies of untruth spoken words

 

Housewife with her gin

And tonic gives Santa a good

Time!

 

Heavy Mon...

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Cultivate Life - October 2018 Collage Poem

My lightened, chastened offspring

Return to me, unknowing

 

Pincher Martin feeds devious plots

Tick Tock

 

Am I living? Am I breathing?

Life created by a whimper

 

Hyenas rejected at a tender age

Babies burst from beautiful bodies

 

But human nature drives towards annihilation

Leeching veins cling for life through the zealous

Suffocation of being fed with ...

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September 2018 Collage Poem: The Earth is Burning

 

Strange seasons clip and slash new life

The hot sand blows into my soldier’s rations

The robot newsreader sounds like comical Ali

 

Bacon butties served under sniper fire

World’s end to wellies, flip-flop relief for Achilles

 

Do I deserve to be loved?

Drowning in an eternal sea of despondency

I rise up and say no

 

The season changes the earth burns

Naked ...

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April Collage Poem: Threads

 

Thread-bear walks away, brave and curious

Travelling down a road

Knowing nothing about time and space

 

Happiness of the hangman, as

the Death Row fly is executed.

 

Silken threads, falling heart strings

 

There is death in crowns and crones, in the tender air

We are always cutting threads - or weaving them.

 

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