08/05/2015

#poem #poetry #amwriting #micropoetry

I've been scribbling again...

Poems in 140 characters or less...


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the beauty of a poem
lies no in what we see or taste or feel
none of that is real
- but what is left behind


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there ain't no point complaining
that you was the one what's frit
you scared my blooming life out
you red headed wing'd git


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that flickering of water
free to run down hill
chattering on grass and stone
in defiance to be still


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I'm really very happy
in fact I'm cock-a-hooper
   that labour has lost it's balls
   and now he's mr cooper


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peace:)



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