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Community Poem February 2023

The 2016 Clown Scare

I’ve not had breakfast and the dentist talks of my mortality 
At least we have suckable items
And Brian blessed is my patronus 
I sat on a train that became a long, metallic fart
The hopeless case of progress 
An aubergine between the legs 
Bristol’s clear air zone – are you ready? I’m not 
In my best, loudest football voice I said:
Two squatter’s wrongs don’t make a squatter’s rights
At least we have pizza
Love was bird in my hand and I squeeze – splat! 
Which was incredibly wonderful
But then we all knew turkeys aren’t a just for Christmas, they’re a way of life 
September rang like a scar,
Left upon that creature’s pity 
A tourist in a resort 
On the fourth Wednesday of the month 
Ring ring goes the poet’s phone as he starts to rhyme…

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Community Poem March 2023

Snakes


I can’t write in yellow
the now infamous village gimp said
is that a two litre bottle of Vimto
or are you just pleased to see me?
Who says romance is dead?
                                               Boys night Boys night
A smash of cities erupts into
asphalt chunks of honesty and raw love

Though the best comedy is about serious issues
humankind cannot stand too much seriousness
all aboard for jolly fun, don’t make waves or
you’ll fall down.

Obsessed by living the dream, I fell in love
with base jumping.
I love to crunch on apples, I eat noodles in church
I’m a Ramen Catholic.
My friend’s donkey hasn’t been to the vet in years
if you like your cats alive don’t go to Crete.
                                              Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger
Murder she cried, though the Aardvark was unimpressed
All the superlatives: great uncles and extreme sporks
Bristol  fashion sparkly beard is a must
I opened my eyes and everything was beautiful
The only risk in life is to take no risk at all
Fools rush in as winter chills, the silk of milk slid
down her throat, scrambled nectar of the dogs

I slide poems under the skirting boards and then
arriving shyly at the open mic, I don’t remember
how words work.

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