Dragons dancing in the sky

Who puts up a title like thatand why? seriously thoughas clouds gothose looked likedragons dancing. okay,it’s license,butfloats in the airlike incense…

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Paper cuts

I ordered a quirethey sent me a choirifI had ordered a rock what would I have got,salt?crack? I have sent all of it back…

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The meadow

Cut down,even as they raise meand in remembrancethey’ll bow their headsto praise me. Far better to bloomin May, maybe Juneand rest for the Summerbefore the Winter strikeswith its terrors. There is a shrillness to thewinds that scream,I hurry on to hibernateand dreamof Spring again,the touch of gentle rainto be raised again, the cycle goes on…

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Random #72

The day starts off cloudy,not fermented,tormented?you will be. in whose eyesdoes thesun shineyoursmineor does it just shinenot knowing what elseto do? and where does it shinewhen it’s not shining here?…

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Summer without the rain

wellthat’d be lovelythat’d be fine,words and more,more of the time. somebecome needygreedybeady-eyedwalking onthe seedy sideseeing everything. life in a loose-leaf folder yellowed pagesagedrearranging A4and for what? I came, I saw, I concurred. if we’re all doomedcan I be doomed in theroom next to you? everyone needs friends…

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The instability factor

financial insecurityneed not be the end,weneed to go back and uncoverthe skills thought lost foreverand learn to reuse them the bartering systemmore than justand justly fair. insteadwe get ten pounds sterlingoff a meal for the evening God help us all…

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Does it even look like you?

long hair that hangs down,bags under your eyes thatweigh you downa paunch, and that wasn’tthere before,does it really look like you? Thinking of a gym’ending up with a gin,at some pointwe have to beginto get things in order. This has been the Summerthat wasn’t,social distancing hasn’tdone anyone any favours…

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Windblown

I should have knownthat Mondaywould be windblown. Never too old to learn old people burnthe midnight oilandyoung people thinkthat it’s cannabis…

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More pain

Trying to live is the same asdying to live, but you get what you giveand for somethat’s not enough to live on…

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Eye level

The mirror becomes an extensionreflecting that which we no longer see and for every person that looks withinthe mirror’s reflecting ‘me’ sometime a lake or a river in floodsometime a desertsometimes it’s goodnot to see…

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Figures of eight

It’s a wind-up mechanismand it’s the ism that makes it go,as if there wasn’t enough ism’salready. Hands upwho wants to be a battery?hawishing all the time,you’ll end up with the fourteen-poundersout on the Maginot line. Desperate like Dan,theDandy man,butlife is no comic book pie, we try to laugh all the samefits and paroxysms are all…

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Double six

What we need is an escape podpainted blazin’ red like a hot rodto sod off out of here. can you smell that fearfeel it tingle down your spine? one more timewhat we need is an escape pod…

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Masks

How many more times will we say,‘how many more times?’ before the day is wiped cleanbefore the moon starts to gleamI shall bathe in the sunset ofa dreamwaiting for the horsemen to ride. The fairy tale endingonly caught us all spendingmore time indoors…

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Pip

This candle burns for Magwitch on the moorpoor soul, frozen by the rains and stiff with the cold,haggard and on the run,‘great expectations’ for some, but not for him ormaybe one dayfar awayhe will make his fortune…

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The wheel of fortunes

Pale blue skiesand I,bushy-tailed andbright blue-eyed, the morning smilesand brings much morethan yesterday,not waiting for the milkmanslipping in like silk manand going out, not yet though,my shadow still sleeps on,lazy bastard,does he not knowthis day will soon be gone? I wait and watch the dragonfliesan iridescent gleaming, in a momentwhat was dreamingbut the waking…

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Blue ridges

Some wait for twilightsome wait for the sunsome wait for Christmas,and won’t that be fun, we wait in the trencheswe wait on park bencheswe wait like cattlefor the end to come. It’s all about the waitingthat small hesitationbefore stating the obvious, the obvious beingthatwhich we are seeing, the breakdown of societythe rise in povertythe stock…

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Low key

Just when you get your head around theidea that a Zoom was an Ice lollypop. things change and how,ideas blossom and bloom, and we’re in a barbed wire roomfor now,…

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Going shopping

If we wait until it stopswe might never get off. She window shops with hereyes on the future,my eyes extend beyond theend of my nose…

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Hey Presto

I think we could do with a miracleor a miracle making man. Broken?we could resurrect the wreckedcall them perfectand pretend everything is okay. Jesus has gone to thehanging gardens ofBabylon and is nowan apprenticegardener, you just can’t trust anyoneto make your wishes cometrue…

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