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Romantic Crows
Green Sea Grey Day White Water I am watching the romantic crows Explore the vacancy of the sands Walmer Beach 25/06/21
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God Loves Me in a Trash Can
I live in a trash can Full of shit But I know That God Loves Me And Rachel Mix As we both have Dreams of Splendour We eat drink shit and piss Wank fuck and cry In our lovely home I did have a pretty name But I have now totally forgotten it […]
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Katie Raw
Many years ago in the city of St Francis I used to arrange what could be easily termed poetry happenings (lower case mine) these consisted of events such as triangular poetry circular poetry poetry without clothes poetry with clothes poetry orange poetry red poetry from the perspective of animals and a thousand more and a […]
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Tango
The larger fox said to the smaller hedgehog Lets Dance The smaller hedgehog although flattered refused the offer As it thought it unlucky to dance on grey granite Orange At about a quarter past two this afternoon I fell asleep on the orange beach Adopting the foetal position Although dreaming I was fully […]
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Colour on Silk
colouring exquisite silks blue and red is like caressing the summer flowers in his eternal garden
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Mount Hiei
the blue mountain is sleeping hours pass quietly without confusion all is quiet
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Pebble Beach
Rieka Why do you not lie with me on these warm pebbles Florida They are in all shapes and sizes Miami Blue And colours do not forget the colours bright and full Kane if you lie still for long enough a memory will appear Skater A memory Green You will leave your impression […]
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Moa Col Ore Maca Boyy
I lived there as a child At number 28 This is a street In Canterbury Kent Nothing much happened there Apart from the talking dogs And the philosophical cats I visit my childhood street From time to time To see if number 28 Is still engaged in time travel
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Victoria Grace
I was due to meet Victoria Grace But soon found out That she had turned Into a house brick So I built a wall In her honour
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John Taylor (The Water Poet)
I might row to Kent In a brown paper boat Using oarblades of dead fish But it would be more fun To be arrested as a pirate Whilst landing in Norfolk