Monthly Archives: September 2017

not for sale

critical. some things are not for sale.

you see.

it is

not about money

nor gain.

critical. heard things

you disliked. they

saved your life

didn’t they?

critical and difficult

on all sides. it is not

a competition, we shall

not paint it white. the

upper rooms.

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.structure.

no words to describe the mass,

the danger of it all, the hate that

rises.

the parallel,

the home, the black chair.

power house.

bone house.

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the visit

blessings on your house,

those who kill your sisters.

result. cathedral.

broken.

repaired.

it is not as you would think, sir. it is

factual.

blessings on your house, those that

reside there.

ignore reality.

ignore the fact.

#shelteredlives

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homage

liking cheeses he served them to his guest.

six types, some from caves and ewes. tasted.

words came tart.

tongue

stilled.

no need for pickles. their marmalade

was good, with spiced oranges.

their guest said little, ate the peel.

found that bitter.

fromage.

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security

bless thee and paste the words.

literally.

oxblood does not offend me, unlike

your rantings, protestations.; words continue.

sweat

beads.

bless thee, pray your maggots

leave.

while we pick out the remains.

days continue with blessings

while the thoughts that this is not personal

are failing.

so i will continue to raise tickets on your befalf

&

bless thee.

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on the other side,talking to james

My thanks to James Stephen for his input on this work. A Poetry Circle conversation..poetry circle.

on the other side
of the path
one yellow flower

**

early, the crowd came to see the famous arch . laburnum. i came to see the kitchen garden, seeds growing

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old words
for things once common
when the things disappeared
the words went with them

**

some words remain remembered;
scullery, coal scuttle, hod,
broom.

that is yellow.

**

have a vacuum for
most things
broom is for incidentals,
crevices, or when I’m lazy
’bout getting vacuum out

broom is red
with matching dustpan

**

i have a vacuum
there is nothing there.

the broom is for

the garden
mainly

or elsewhere for smelling like coconut

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sweep your garden ?

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slate bits

came from gloddfa ganol….quarry in blaenau.

front yard. leaves fall.

**

leaves here falling too
a tree here a tree there
so far
soon it will be
all of them together

a collective shed

next 6 months
nothing but bare branches

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these are the falling days.

ooz

did you say whose?

we had hoped to live there, osea.

mud ooz at low tide, fall flat &

wallow.

suck out slowly.

they sold the place to those who sold the place to those.

then those sold it too, to them, who passed it on to those.

we could not live there then.

we live here.

osea. where.

we reared the fire, wild ones flying, walked the shallows, marked

tides.

yet

live here now

instead,

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.dunster.

it is a habit, looking at old buildings.

carefully.

note the name.

nunnery. yet none.

inhabit here. or

ever did.

they say it is related to the priory. a resting house

for those who travel. we have

travelled far.

dunster.

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.remain calm,

while all around is flying.

dark words, red bitter tongue

scrying.

do not dignify the challenges. tread sweetly,

move on.

it is simply.

not worth fretting.

i have bought a bucket.

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