Category: poetry
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Summer Ruminations (a catena rondo)

That was the summer sand got caught in his throat Between 18-mile cycles to the beach Dilated pupils, hands out of reach That was the summer sand got caught in his throat . Between 18-mile cycles to the beach He replayed the silences of last night’s call Berating a heart if it dared to once…
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Flamenca: notes from this morning’s podcast

Organised Abandon left him an open wound ripped pages flailing in a wind, ungraded demarcated, marooned. My first attempt at the Flamenca poetry form. If you want to have a go yourself click here to read an article with the rules of the form. Happy scribing! x
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Procrastinating Cat POV

I watch the clowder stroll Feet dancing round the big people Their marshmallow paws hop-scotching over stones I see them and translucent me from the sill . If Kitnme could see me now Regurgitating bezoars like my human’s excuses Past mistakes and heartbreaks have us Perched on the wrong side of possibility . I have…
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12 Frames

What is the picture to the frame? And who holds it? Me, You, Dupree or Auntie? I saw your eye twitch thrice. Looking like who shot John. I want to write to you without words. He said why’s my face making faces? Truth leaking out of pores Out of salty tears and nostrils streaming with…
