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that phrase has stuck with me since you said/wrote it a couple of weeks ago' it's the perfect description of the blooms turning to fruit, the gellee socks are waiting!
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Plum stuffed Squirrel in Dumplings
Daddy would be aghast at the cheek
of these little buggers in our yard trees
scampering 'cross the grass, cats
waiting the chance for fresh meat on the table
and if they don't get the scamp,
or he the vegetables,
I'll be having him for supper this fall
and left him to the plums
Daddy would be aghast at the cheek
of these little buggers in our yard trees
scampering 'cross the grass, cats
waiting the chance for fresh meat on the table
and if they don't get the scamp,
or he the vegetables,
I'll be having him for supper this fall
and left him to the plums
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after
i suppose
if it came to it
after pet rabbits
the fat geese and slow ducks in the park
the shocked swans
would disappear first
and fishponds would soon empty
of their colourful captives
kittens and puppies easy prey
then the wilier cats and oh-my-god-not-the-dogs
whilst the squirrel
high in the branches
brush stiff with fear
watches
birds circling way above danger
hopes evolution makes a leap
gives him wings
i suppose
if it came to it
after pet rabbits
the fat geese and slow ducks in the park
the shocked swans
would disappear first
and fishponds would soon empty
of their colourful captives
kittens and puppies easy prey
then the wilier cats and oh-my-god-not-the-dogs
whilst the squirrel
high in the branches
brush stiff with fear
watches
birds circling way above danger
hopes evolution makes a leap
gives him wings
HarryHill
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Yesterdays cheek, todays folly,
zig zag blurs across the yard,
both vanishing up a tree where
foliage shivers in hidden violence
Petis pony filets
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..oh! stunning animated visuals!
ty
They lay,
floating above stars,
adrift, save for a toe,
resting on the wheel
holding course to Gemini,
sail into the night
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you know, apart from all the imagery and sound, the bit i love best is the play-off between iridescent and sleep
my mind fits those together - iridescent sleep. it shimmers, like dreams
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..you know, apart from all the imagery and sound, the bit i love best is the play-off between iridescent and sleep
my mind fits those together - iridescent sleep. it shimmers, like dreams
oh! lucky punctuation
waiting the years first ripe tomato,
but they just keep getting bigger,
greener, cheekier
they need a good :caning:
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tenderise the meat
not the flesh that waits
the sun's whisper
its slow fondle
to rush a blush to heated cheeks
pain's not for the faint-hearted
and some cheeks take more to flush
than others
but these cheeks would rather flame
when sun and scorch of pursed lips
turn plump buns red with sugar'd passions
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Now buniez join squirrlz in teh yard
lawz the night shift
bold as brazz
northbound
out of town
bye bun
:waves:
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..Up anchor! Manana
well actually today,
surprising that harry took the time
guess it was that continual reminder
spot of orange far out the window
dry gulch'd by the driveway
jeering tufts of grass
that had to die
and that mother fucking pile of gravel
washed out of the culvert
all chopped and broomed now
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come morning when lights spills
his hair will be a tangle of unrecalled dreams
scratches will map blisters and bruises
as muscles resist commands to stretch, to warm
sing their low protests as they cling fast to bones grown
weary of the year's demands
but his heart is a beating smile in a chest that
swells with each morning breath
sweet scent of hay and black coffee the kind
of medicine he finds works best for the soul
pours it on
pours it on
love grows
his hair will be a tangle of unrecalled dreams
scratches will map blisters and bruises
as muscles resist commands to stretch, to warm
sing their low protests as they cling fast to bones grown
weary of the year's demands
but his heart is a beating smile in a chest that
swells with each morning breath
sweet scent of hay and black coffee the kind
of medicine he finds works best for the soul
pours it on
pours it on
love grows
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