Phoned Poems

Possessed

...My eyes followed her.  They wouldn't behave.
Her strut, her smile, a wicked challenge gave.
The angel on my shoulder warned, "femme fatale",
telling me kindly, "this time, let me make the call".
...

Emergency

...Polly Pleasance was seven years old, like the decade soon is going;
She had so many pretty dollies, like deep purple pansies, showing.

Polly took care of her dear friends, for love's alwa...

Windflower

...I planted windflower in my garden plot
Along with yarrow and forget me not
Then a man walked over grass toward me
Said "I’m Adonis, let me make a plea:"

“Windflower you see, is named after me
...

DREAMING WITH MEANING

...

Dreams - is their origin from merely
A vivid imagination,
Because for millenniums stretching 
Back, to the beginning of Civilization, 
Dreams have forever intrigued man. 
They even approache...

Peices in negotiation'

...starmer phoned trudeau..lulas in the know' Trump
Sits on the throne.' some sad king might never? Own'
Putins not much imputing.' Look this is poker time.. I am
Not disputing.' Zelensky says things...

The Girls Are back in Town: Collaboration

...My muse has been hiding out
And with no peep, squeak or shout
She must be sound asleep
No words, just counting sheep
Tired of the poetry drought

Oh where, O where has my gypsy muse flown
Seem...

Ob-servant

...klaus says humanity has lost its trust' so i guess to regain
It is his new must??
trump has won and now presides.' As many people are
Opening their eyes.?]
Many Americans phoned and texted when a...

THE GIRLS ARE BACK IN TOWN!

...

My muse has been hiding out
And with no peep, squeak or shout
She must be sound asleep
No words, just counting sheep
Tired of the poetry drought

Oh where, O where has my gypsy ...

The Girls Are Back in Town: Collaboration

...My muse has been hiding out
And with no peep, squeak or shout
She must be sound asleep
No words, just counting sheep
Tired of the poetry drought

Oh where, O where has my gypsy muse flown
...

An Elegy for TikTok: My Battery is Low and it’s Getting Dark

...
I close my eyes, and the FYP still flickers.  
A faint grid overlays my internal vision:  
profile icons, captions crawling sideways,  
the heart button pulses in phantom rhythm.  

Swipe—  
...

Cellular

...She still phones, though not to me.
I imagine her small-talking,
see her walking to the local shops with a mutual friend
who sometimes phones me just to ask
if she has phoned yet?
Birds chatter ...

He Touched Her

...He mentioned that she was beautiful.
He mentioned that she was kissable.
He touched her.

He wanted to curve
where she curved,
to hold lightly the blessing.

She phoned her attorney,
threate...

I’LL NEVER NOT LOVE YOU

...

The air was filled with expectancy, my mood mellow and sultry,  The sun had just sunk Into a golden horizon, and a shy full moon, was rising into the twilight.  I skipped on and over the stepping...

Twas The Night Before Christmas Eve

...
’Twas the night before Christmas Eve and it started to snow
And a raw bone chilling north wind was starting to blow
Mrs Claus and Santa were relaxing with a glass of mulled wine
Santa said, ...

1856 Revisited - PART ONE

...It's been just over seven months since I fell off the roof
I'd never believed in miracles, but they happen I'm proof
Apart from a limp when walking I was feeling quite well
And that I'd suffer...

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