Tag: writing
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SummerMummers
No man can tell with dial-shadow, nor with firmament-leant neck When languid humidity will end, or by whose decree boiling blessings are sent Question not blessings, wallow in glow, Handsome, hazy season before returning snow.
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Put upon
It’s not fair, she declares, that I am so put upon Long hard stare she waited there to see what I’d summon Not much; tis true, I’m shy as if born new Tosses purse toward my shoe, spins, spits ‘I’m done with you.’
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Ode to Gorse Cursed Hill
Returning home I find no peace, haunted in that place Where mirthful joy from boyhood once brought smiles to my face, Now ghosts walk idle through the halls, ere arcane lore is held And by night I toss and find no peace, further into sorrow delve Fitful there I cannot rest for fidgeting upon my…
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Spiders Dreams
My father made a pleasure dome in some mad Victorian fervour He began with plants and stones until it extended further and further Beyond crude palisades of hearty piled stones Near a pansy-shored meander, where a spider makes his home. ‘Tween mossy stone and cloudy bank in a web of gossamer spun This spider sits…
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Toys
First voice that ever spoke Secret word which life awoke Fundamentals of place I am making Slaves, rules and horses born for breaking Pigs driven not drowning, Satan saves his bacon Succoured to the prince of lies, Legion sty inside resides Favour of the Lord of Hosts, aerial servants maintain his presides Lots, lawns and…
Alchemisland 