Birds, Bees and Butteflies
A collection of poems that refuse to be categorised.
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Writing Home
IP: Red dress and Spider I curse it! Just another whore in a red dress on any street corner.
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Bad Writing Prize (Inspiration Point)
It was a wet and windy night, though not necessarily in that order...
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Beauty?
Cigarette butts smudged into the stone Dreaming of smoke and skin Like an urban mural left to blemish The pavement
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Birds, Bees and Butteflies
IPOW: On googling 'Rebecca Hainsworth' I discovered that my namesake teaches creativity and problem solving through music to young childrem in Salt Lake City.
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Curiosity and the Cat
Inspired by Steven Knight's poem 'The Missing'
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Revelation
This poem was inspired by the horror movie 'The Omen' and is quite different to anything I've ever written before.
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Euphoria
This poem is based on a real place, a park I often played at in my chilhood. It explores the idea of freedom and is my first poem with only one punctuation mark.
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This Business
My take on the modelling industry and how not everything that seems perfect actually is perfect.
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Murphy's Law
Written during a rock concert would you believe!
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Writer's Block
A poem about a writer's worst fear.
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Fallen Angel
Inspired by Banksy's famous graffiti art.
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Queen of Hearts
Paris. August. Freeze frame. The People’s Princess fades into white light, Though she never quite reaches The end of the tunnel.
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The Fortune Teller
In the playground We gathered around the fortune teller With his flapping paper mouth, Pinched between anxious fingers.
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February
The world is angled in black and white. I long for the soft curves of spring and all its shapely colours, blooming like a fist unclenched.
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The Cuckoo's Nest
I behaved myself for months and was allowed some acrylics and canvas. After I painted over the security camera, tried to hang myself with my bed sheets.
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The Equinox Parade
IP: Spring Each mauve petal folds into a balloon, straining its stem-string, wishing to rise into burning blue circles of sky; kites, birds - love songs.
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Wordsworth's Secret
Rhythm spreads from the poem in rings, vibrating the water, kissing my toes in iambic pentameter. It congregates around the couplet of my ankles.
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Talking About The Weather
Competition Entry
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Spoils of War
The corpses of crabs float bloated and white, belly up in the shallows; the ghosts of spiders - condemned to the jaws of a plughole.
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Meaning
It was you who thrust the poem into the corner and continued to kick while it cowered - just to see what happens when it bleeds.
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Othello (Inspiration Point)
Another tanka - a structure which includes a haiku followed by a couplet with seven syllables in each line.
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The Immaculate Accident
It's the morning after the night before, and Nicola's world becomes all the more surreal when she finds her one night stand's teenage brother helping himself to breakfast in the apartment.
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My Bookcase, 4am
Marie de France's 'Bisclavret' howls at the moon like a wolf. 'The Assistant' mutters to itself in Yiddish. The window is full to the brim with stars, and poems rise up like unanswered prayers.
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