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Bombs in Billets
Mr Burke from Battersea has an early start Up with larks, ensuring binmen do their jobs If you spy him circuiting the park he is warden of, and try stalking past him He will shout as if you had not seen him and were keen to stop and talk He bellows about battle Overseas retreats…
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The Land
Badgered plants badge blasted heath Lawns quartered fence between Planned out like Battenburgs spans betwixt Many hands wild horses flank, tracked with speedslime Mother nature affixed in brumal beauty Afflicting heather abundant Smothering eggshell plumage covers ruins Broccoli tops jut out amongst rocks a was-roof consisted of In derelict barns owls like reapers on long-armed rafters…
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Give us ends
Nobody will cry when I go, Lot’s wife Neither column-raising triumph nor column-chasing crime trial traces my time as pilot of helots Step stymies on threshold Arrogance of me expecting clapping zealots hot on heels I never go without looking overshoulder Alm bowls filled bonuses princely, my quill’s trilling instilled validity People who said I…
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King’s Death
Cat eye infection colour moon defiant, druid-pleasing, in a flambeau-strewn aethyr Rune-imbued blades made from rocks rained during sky raids erase, per their faith Old king’s graven name His face sighting death barely fights Barely draws breath as he drains Crown which he tasted seem’d had only traced his brow a moment ago Unravelling regal…
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BOCCACIO SCENES
Hedgerow ceremony, held in edgeland behind lover-planted meadows Woodwose-attended Woodland wedding see the Huntsman’s wife wedded Princess who divorced wedded husband removing her hennin for a headman stole her heart ahorse.
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