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Breech of the Piss
I had a baby today. Not yet - I was probably still in the bath with the big mirror at the side that turned me into a badly plucked chicken. No sign...
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My Daughter
She's lovely!
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Phantommams
Phenomenally woman
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Yes, fits so well. And
Posted on Sat, 09 Apr 2016
Yes, fits so well. And triumphant.
Read full commentPosted in Certain Hope Reliable
If only we could know that a
Posted on Tue, 05 Apr 2016
If only we could know that a tree could still be there all those years later, but we just don't appreciate it at the time of youth. Lovely poem and thought provoking.
Read full commentPosted in The Art of Art
I guess he grew up to be an
Posted on Mon, 14 Mar 2016
I guess he grew up to be an adult version of the narrator - someone with great insight to the workings of a child's mind - the girl's and his own. I thought this was a good, non-judgmental sketch, and was thrilled to see it get picked.
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maybe not a phychopath, but
Posted on Mon, 14 Mar 2016
maybe not a phychopath, but just couldn't take any more. Loved his imagination when he heard the result of his sabotage, and his Mum had tea... Loved him running home with his tea tray under his arm. Loved his song. Great poem.
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There's something in this
Posted on Sat, 12 Mar 2016
There's something in this that shows a certain lack of regret - almost wishing for some. 'try to wish I'd loved you...' The regret, if any, that being too young, you missed something that looking back now seems like a good idea.
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The image of the fishes of
Posted on Thu, 10 Mar 2016
The image of the fishes of fingers being washed in a bowl got me as much as the wonderful assonance. Yes, turn that bed to face the garden so the now can be fully appreciated. Lovely poem, Tina. Positive, yet empathetic and sad.
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I feel the title refers to
Posted on Sat, 05 Mar 2016
I feel the title refers to the world. Some unusual and original images. Loved, especially, the left-handed humming bird. It's a mixture of fools and frightened rabbits belief in mythology and religion, not shared by the narrator.
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Nice twist and all that back
Posted on Tue, 01 Mar 2016
Nice twist at the end, and all that back-finger stabbing - very amusing to watch in the minds eye - for me, not him, obviously, (any of hims). Ass upwards - I love that saying. My friend's Mum was fond of saying something was done 'arse backwards...
Read full commentPosted in "Yours Truly"
'rain is coming down in
Posted on Fri, 26 Feb 2016
'rain is coming down in elevators,' I like that, and the chicken Licken fear factor is well drawn. But I think you'll find the sky is falling down on our heads. Wish it was an acorn... Or is it?
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So much locked away in this -
Posted on Thu, 25 Feb 2016
So much locked away in this - full of hope, and I loved 'stalwart trees'. Beautiful poem.
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