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Cold Warning
Hitting more keys than your local vocal choir I’m getting more P from dope than the blokes off the Wire Almost choke when the yoke on the box mentions my name I’m in the Fox, tell Conchobar turn it up, shush an utterer Quit your babbling, my brow furrows because Dublin news is troubling Either…
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Chorister
More off key than Ave Maria Performed by a newly-formed Choir uninspired and pitchy without their preachy leader Pastor Richie.
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Secret-revealing storm
Unflagging, unflappable, clinker-dragging wind In battering ram flurries self-expending. Expedient rending, thatches tore, slates fell, Holes developed in well-worn awnings, despite myriad warnings. Defrocking, menhir-knocking tempest. Restless tents sway in windwhip like widdershins ships parading, Walls expanding wing-akin, lifted skin reveals naked sin. Rigid stays torn away. At gale’s boastful most, nearest Boreas’ throat A…
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Pointless arguing
Such amazing weights borne gracefully Words marry with tasteful ceremony Fate-binding winds before they turn away from me Bloodletting, praying beside vials of incorruptible saintblood Waves raising all heights like raving arms at night’s zenith Queenly-seeming, seething until the next comes speeding in. My eye colour tide like an unstill coverlet Flagging rudder of Mother…
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Ask Time and Tide, why?
In my sight vivid dye-excited tribes Waves of soon-dying waves. Water dies to avoid mavenhood’s indignity, only babes and the erased. Born-dying on racing track birth canals, haste of life unallowable: Flower’s change of countenance; Child growing into brother’s trousers, from mousy to accountant. Raging at pace, at step, at incredible haste At words hardly…
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