Tag: nature
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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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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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World Ocean Day
It’s world ocean day A world of motion Really we are a swaying water planet We are but risen skeins of sunken Atlantis This borrowed land, even its sand belongs to the seas Poseidon considers land a disease It is pleasing to him that his domain is earth’s surcease Tsunamis crease into apocalyptic things easily …
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Age of the Purple Sage
Houseproud only in grim surrounds In prairie houses flux-visited, visitors disallowed, visages shrouded In shoddy barns shotgun barrels like excess wicks trimmed down with a tight-fisted vice grips Roaring howlers teem unseen in the bowerless places, ladles of xanthous sand as sugar on pancakes in dunes and mounds The powerless sun-crazed belly like snakes toward…
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Farm Ferdia
Two cocks in perpetual conflict, farmyard Ferdia His blood unforded in red rivers Affording him not a moment more of life Let that living cock be the cream and crow the dawn His beak steelruinous with oft-pecking, let the bán Breasted hen be his bridebird, bridled by the byre The barnyard and its brazen barriers…
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Garden Foxes
Early just this morning I woke from sleep to see A fox stole from my garden the skull of a sheep Perhaps to Hamlet over, returned it to their keep A trench-veined garden allotment up the street In April and May, all night they scream and screech With child or for a mate, the fox…
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Belts
Pain abounds from my rebounding knuckles Cringe like someone rewound your fuck up When I rock up, your face a mock up of destruction. Traumas I can’t pass Van Allen belt of my misdevelopment My coffers idly spent Hefty bills seem devil-sent Everything feels pent up My life a book reassembled after blending Mendicant’s bible,…
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Healing Powers
A seventh son so his hand heals, he feels the wound a suture sealed Draws a wince, his princely manner becalms, he prescribes drams of homemix Gnomic diagnoses, remedies from his old index of herb lore, forgotten ologies and indeed forgotten maladies Powders to harden sleeping priapics, pricks with narcolepsy He is the necromancer over…
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Citrinitas
Yellow as a bellow’s charge Nothing mellow about it Aggressively bright, solar redolent Blindness conferrer and ultimate pedant It awaits reddening, his readied admixes remedies of maladies Along the axes of nameless stars plots quare voyages His applicants are highborn, autarchs of rare import, extinct vintage Light and not unlike a bowl of cocaine, strained…
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Zozimus
My ankles you haunt Cat what’re you Shouting about What could you want? You nose at my legs Tilting at shadows You nestle again. Lap you knead Unseen bread An unseen life Thoroughbred. Door you can open You will not open Scouring the rooms Someone to rope in. At dinner or not Wailing as if…