Poems

Desk Calendar

There’s a calendar on the desk in this office. One of those ones that show just one day. You’re supposed to…

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Should One Worm?

Should one worm, stop me eating peaches, for the rest of my life? It all started years ago There is…

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The End of the World

On July the twenty-fourth nineteen-ninety-nine, the world will end. If not then, then certainly in the year two-thousand, when the…

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Cat

Everyone should have a cat, if not their own a borrowed one. The cat will sit and clean its fur,…

Poems Snippets

Look

Rolling around – being blown – blowing – blown. I am blown through the universe – buffering – buffeting, being…

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My Dragon

My Dragon it is time again it has been long coming poking at my consciousness in the night – asleep…