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IN WHICH THE POET LAMENTS THE MISSED OPPORTUNITIES OF A MISSPENT YOUTH

When I was a young manI couldn’t help noticingthat when young dogswanted to matethey spent little if anytime on small talkand conserved their energyby getting down to businessas directlyand economically as possible. My contemporarieson the other hand approached those activities … Continue reading

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SINGLE-MINDED SALLY

Single-minded Sally woke up just before she diedand, looking round the Faces,saw there was no place to hide. Single-minded Sally knew she’d left it far too lateand she could not think of any way to make the Faces wait.And the … Continue reading

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LOVE THOU THE ROSE BUT LEAVE IT ON ITS STEM

How odd that humans choose to hide their sexwith clothes they have derived from plantsand so disguise them. And yet they cut from plants their sex(which they call flowers)and stick them in rose bowls and vases,put them on showand highly prize them! … Continue reading

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BLONDIN

“Blondin” is a like a large box of tasty organic delicacies, which you dip in and out of at your leisure – not something to be attempted at one sitting. The poems deal with many facets of life, from glimpses of the cosmic, to the scent of the breeze on a local Cornish lane. Whatever your taste- whether it be wit, insight, or the Tao, you’ll find something to engage you. Continue reading

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ORATOR

His chewcan’t keep up with his bite,and when he speaks,youare showeredwith the feelof his latest undigested meal. (from Gnomonic Verses) .

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JUDGE NOT, THAT YE BE NOT JUDGED

Long Wig up on his High Chairstares at Long Hair standing therebelow him in the dock.‘I cannot deviate from the Law,’he says, glancing at the clock.‘This is my decision.Six months without remission.Oh, and yes, with hard labour.’ ‘Decision’ ‘Remission’ ‘Hard … Continue reading

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CINDERELLA

The ugly sister, Alice,glared at the mirror with reflected malice;gave a grinand blew a bubble;stroked the stubble on her chinand simpered, in unbridled bliss,“What a charmer I iss!”adding, with a grimace,“Who’s the prettier, glass face?” “Cinderella!Cinderella. Cinderella. Cinderella.Cinderella. Cinderella.”The mirror … Continue reading

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