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Super Hamster

Small and furry,
with only one eye
the reason for this?
I don’t know why.

White fur, pink nose
tiny paws with claws,
when she jumps off the sofa
she lands on all fours.

A superhero
in animal form,
all the bad guys
you should warn.

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Sighs

Cannes kissed skin,
but not by me
I crave the chance
to touch and take in
those little sighs, stolen,
not belonging to me,
but to the man
on your arm when you leave,
kiss on his cheek
not on my lips.

Jealousy does not strike
I’m not really
the ( Read more... )

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We had two prompts come up at our poetry group meeting last week. The supernatural and salt. I decided to combine the two.

Supernatural Salted Crisps

Starved, I stepped inside
the little dark newsagents.
Greeted, I was by
the little green man.
I did a ( Read more... )

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Line Dancing Gorillas

Move forward, backwards, side to side,
there’s no one else on the dance floor,
and the music echoes
over the wooden floor,
the lights reflect off faces
too jaded to dance just yet
and her only partner is
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She looked, sighed, dropped to her knees,
she waited, teased, kissing her hips,
the agony achieved in hesitation
from one woman to another
anticipation over skin and smiles.

Just wait, one more moment for her,
touching from heart to hips,
with swift, ( Read more... )

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Loyalty

Loyalty
is leading me
into hell,
without a word of protest
leaving my mouth,
even as the flames
flick at my soul.
My loyalty leads me
to loose my breath
as we fall to our deaths,
when you jump and I follow.
Taking the bullet
or the hangman’s ( Read more... )

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There hasn’t been many words here of late, my mental health has taken something of dip, to the point some mornings I feel like I’m lying on the floor being kicked by some invisible manifestation of depression.

So I’ve stuck to pictures for now, I hope ( Read more... )

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Lilies

Only lilies are left, of a man born of Wales between war
and there’s been so much silence over the years
that’s I’ve almost forgotten the sound of his voice
and the loud beat of the big brass bands.

There will always be a mystery about a man
who ( Read more... )