Brock

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alliteration, badger, blooms, flowers, garden, haiku, nature, poem, poetry

On a joy of country living. (Hasten to add, I love badgers.)

Badger besets blooms
Best buds, big, brightest blossoms
Battered by Brock

Bugger!

A moment

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buzzard, hawks, kite, nayure, passion, poetry, raptors, red kites, weather

 

The hills are made invisible by an evening mist.
Against this a kettle of five hawks,
three red kites and two buzzards,
spiral in the diffused golden light,
unhurried, synchronised, perfect.
It is a moment of poetry,
of passion  and perfection
that I am privileged to witness.

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Titles

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conversations, diet, grandchildren, grandfather, humor, humour, piscatarian

‘Grampi’
‘Yes’
‘Mum said you were a pissytarian, Mum said’
‘Mmm’
‘Yes, ’cause you only eat fish’
‘Perhaps she said, ‘piscatarian’?’
‘That’s right, pissytarian’
‘OK’

Scenario

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cafe, drama, haiku, poetry, scenario, story

On witnessing a people drama …

Alone with her thoughts
she stares into her teacup.
Waitress walks over

So, what happens next?

She gets up to leave.
She stays and cries.
She stays and laughs.
She orders another tea.
The waitress throws her out.
The waitress sits down.
They leave together.
She’s joined by …

and then … 2

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drama, Flash, haiku, poetry, short story, story

(Don’t know where I’m going with this)

Her non smile sought him

Being prudent and afeared

He followed his feet

and then …

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drama, Flash, haiku, poem, story, tale

Bland as buttermilk,

from the scrubbed kitchen table

she picked up the knife

Food

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baby, breast feed, feeding, life, mothering, poem, poetry, shopping, verse, woman

At supermarket
breast feeding her baby boy
doe eyed madonna
buys vegetables

oh no, not the frog!

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dreams, family, frog, inheritance, poem, poetry

(a small nonsense)

In a small blue box
Deep in my corner cupboard
Sits a small, aged, marzipan frog
Sometimes, in moments of distraction
or caustic meditation
I dream which of my children
will inherit this prize.
It is a threat
disturbing their waking hours.

Waiting

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cat, humour, mystery, short, story

(yesterday, tea time)

At the end of the drive the cat had positioned himself at the side of the road looking east, then west then east again, as if expecting the arrival of a favourite cousin or an ice-cream van.

(saw me watching, walked away)

‘O Romeo, Romeo’

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age, dotage, life, passion, poem, poetry, relationships, romance, Shakespear, youth

( an observation of my contemporaries, now I hate catching myself whistling)

Once the essence of romance,
now reduced to shadowing his wife
around charity shops and supermarkets,
his drawn cheeks constantly puckered with
that revolting suck, blow, tuneless
whistling that declares a man has entered his dotage,
devoid of the hope of passion
and surrendered to banality.
‘How does he love me?
With adoration, with fertile tears,
With groans that thunder love,
with sighs of fire.’
‘Yea.’