Cherry

Foreign Affairs

Sitting in the last lecture of the day, my attention wanders.

Intimation

In the silence of the museum the skeleton’s curious jigsaw waits under glass,

The Revolt

Another one I wrote when I was much younger.

The Warmonger

Old piece I wrote as a preteen.

Reaper's Dirge

'Ashes to ashes, dust to dust' a maudlin tune, carried far by the breeze, o'er the hill, through winding trees and down to the old graveyard grim. Bone white headstones covered in flowers,

Mad Dog Revival

Every time I see you it tears me apart like a mad dog-sans-muzzle because I know that “Goodbye” has to be said, and saying “Goodbye” seems to misplace pieces of heart,
Cherry

‘Les Amoureux en Gris’

After a painting by Marc Chagall, 1959 http://www.worldgallery.co.uk/art-print/Les-Amoureux-en-Gris-161694.html

Worn down Mum

Rat! tat! tat! … a friendly face … fresh ideas … tensions disappear!

Nick the Knight

Nick the noble knight Was due to go to a fight But his knickers were pinching Up they were inching ‘Well,’ he thought, ‘this isn’t right’

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