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Scroodles

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Station to Station

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Loose ends

tufts

spare parts

nether and feather,

pour on tapestry,

threadwork,

needling, coaxing

cloth from strands.

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Bonding as we go,

as he goes.

We just wait

Embroider

Ourselves,

Time woven in time…

Go and Wash!

Do you bathe or shower

in words?

In this fast world you shower,

don’t you?

A swift run through,

break a world record,

cusses,

blew it

dropped

All-in-One.

Precious moments

lost to the clock.

An anti-government protester is engulfed in flames

 

The unborn wait forever.

 

From Hull

Half-tidy:

the house shrinks.

Apricot evening,

millpond

offing:

footpath.

 

Calm does calm.

dinghy sandwiches

In the bar

The land

lying lower.

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Plasma

Heavy air

Deuterium where

Windless wind

Occasions

Miasma

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Altogether now!

Laws were made

for the obedience of Fools,

and the guidance of Wiseguys.

Reach for the Skies

The

Wrong sorts

Of

Hirsed

Saharan sands

And car smut,

And fumes

Industrial & Domestic,

Combine

Continental

And homemade

Detritus

become

atmosphere:

some air left.

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Big, thick mist carouses car hum and buzz.

Warmer globe, scoop the parrot, wetlands lie low,

Exposed, vulnerable, prone.

Low emerald hopes incline,

in the windless mill pond offing gannets

fight for alfalfa seven times diurnally.

The French fleet lurk behind the  seaweed bar

Waiting for the cows to come home to roost.

 

Gains seem Few

 

Three, new time

Dante on.

Hurt reading. Dante hurt.

On reading.

Hurt on. Reading Dante.

On reading.

Dante hurt.

Hurt Dante.

Reading on.

Five, new time.

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Play School Run

One…

 

Moo-cows and moo-bulls

thick mist and drizzle.

With window open I give

Whisht; ruff & honours paused,

Play-Boys & Play-Girls

dragged half-dead from dream

to school

to play.

 

Two…

 

The big kids attend

grownup therapy

later with grownups.

Children in Need,

they exasp, have these!

Comic relief, they

sad clown, give me some

I need it.

 

Three…

 

How they chuckle

at their chosen lot.

Today, we will not

play with cats

learn

a nursery rhyme called:

Brock the Bad

Bad Badger.

 

Four…

The children will nap,

not get to the last,

best dream,

and cry and

scream, and run away

to live with cats and

friendly badgers

in the woods.

 

Five…

 

It is there you can

Contract polio,

malaria, diphtheria, and hysteria

like the big kids who

fetch you later and

scold you for what they’ve been through.

You will learn a lesson

They will regret.

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Many Happy Returns

A woman crossing a stile after the flooding in the Thames Valley, December 1915

Adeline

slipped away

alone

with herself

together

she walked

into

the river

Forever