Tag: art
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PAINTINGS. I’ve done some. Do you want to buy them? (Yes, please, thank you)
Yesterday was my 34th birthday. I was born, at half twelve noon, in Holles Street hospital in Dublin, Ireland. If you’d like to support me and gimme filthy lucre so that I can continue writing loads of insufferable poetry, why not buy a painting or, even better, tell your painting-obsessed (rich) friends about me: https://www.adverts.ie/pictures-paintings/opal-portal-painting/40692890…
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The clay stirs
Another voice explaining why When I poise left, some incorrect heft tugs me right Choicelessly. Little need hath my unrequiring life. I divulge to dim the effulgence of my already-gutted sacred fire Ill requires a storm guidance So my tutorless quill feels guided. A chiding Golem-aliving papyrus scrap Inscribed upon the gingered insides Of my…
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Time slows when a bottle’s dropped
Silence breaks silencingly like a dropped Bollinger bottle Screaming, throttling the shoulders of one stubborn old goat The old Full Throttle me is past prime Now I am a ghost who rhymes. Smashed wine end to silence Let us return to that fate-forced moment Which for many a worry-fraught sojourn have I feared, lost in…
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Broken lift
I refuse to say what Orwell would, and advises we should, convey in one sentence I am a Tennyson and length is my way However penniless are left those who this path take Rapidly dispatched are the savaging papers The niblike point of a me-trained rapier They read my work with a would-be rapist’s sharkish…
Alchemisland 