Wet

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dogs, poem, Poetry, Quatrain, rain, weather

In her Staydry coat
Ignoring the lashing rain
She walks her two soggy dogs
Canines look miserable

Life’s a …

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beach, life, nature, poem, Poetry, verse, weather

Seasonal storm beach
Stretching and tearing
Wild waters
White waves
Likely to suck you in
Likely to spit you out
Mix into sand
Meld into mud
Tomorrow’s flat calm
Tempts and delights
Constantly changing
Capricious mistress

Enjoy

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Haiku, mood, poem, Poetry

forgive my mired mood
a touch of melancholy
at year’s end to be savoured

Angels

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angels, christmas, humor, humour, poem, Poetry, reindeer

I’ve seen sparkly lights in windows
of shops full of jingling bells
I see miserly men smile
I see the angels roar high
in the air on a streak of snow
I know they’re angels
I’ve seen them flash in the setting sun
I’ve seen them I tell you
they’re as true as true can be
I’ve seen them
though they could be reindeer

Person

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charity, dogs, people, person, poem, Poetry, poverty, sadness

He holds out his can with
very little if any hope of alms
the battered sprig of mistletoe
having nil effect on the passing
populace that shared
not a smile not even
a sneer with the person
that real person that sat with
his spare hand
smoothing his dog

Weave

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eagles, nature, peacock, poem, Poetry, Quatrain, sparrows

On soaring wings do golden eagles dream
do sparrows play about their favoured eves
are robins with a cheeky chirp our friends
No, sadly, all anthropomorphic weaves

Sharp

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people, poem, Poetry, sharp, story

She was
a sparse woman
with a bright, sharp smile
capable of startling horses
adept at orthogonal argument
never being trapped by truth or logic.

Bowl

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burp, cat, humour, prose, Short Stories

apart from half of a back leg
and a question mark tail
which were ginger
the cat was a uniform white
appearing each day at eleven a m
she would expect and be given
a small bowl of biscuits
after which she
with a delicate burp
would leave

Shine

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Luminescence, poem, words

‘Luminescence’
Some words
Deserve repeating
‘Luminescence’
Even if they mean
The outer leaves of a cabbage
Or the red hot surface of Venus
‘Luminescence’

Hiss

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opera, poem, Poetry, Tosca

In Perth, at an open air Tosca
Scarpia, at the final curtain
Was hissed and booed and hissed
By an enthusiastic audience
So much so that the other players
Felt obliged to hug him
He cried