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on the rough soil of the sea so many words corrode.
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on the rough soil of the sea so many words corrode.
The poet plagiarist with purloined indignation kidnapped lonely words..
helluva goddam fine read Old Salinger was, Boy. fifty years on.
iphoned placebo effect, affects and reminds, soulmates never die..
Bloodburst floral red, caught lazed in summered gazing nature's craggy friend..
fine rain a new post code in the city of the dead.
sticky heat my soles black with mulberries.
what is still allowed among soft curves of cloud.
a week of travel over my leaky sink in the setting sun.
September cobwebs in the kettle.
between dusty syllables light from ancient stars.
I have long blonde hair Father has a 'wide parting' Not me, please not me.
a row of birds still in the sun before the dark hills.
Snowman in a field Listening to the raindrops Wishing him farewell.
People can play in the sun But they burn Sorry it's bad xx.
I like to make Haikus And I believe the order of syllables Is five, seven, then five.
sun gleams off car horns and chlorine in the breeze.
almost bent in half on the lawn an old woman eats a peach.
Pushing through the sky Infinite force with limits Release the power.
Dirty mud and soil Praising to be part of world We welcome you Earth.
letting go it swims to the deepest part of the river.
deep in the bones of my toes the wedding songs of toads.
Blue sky Rainbows lift off the stream One kingfisher.
Morning frost Nights cold Melts away.