Sprats Poems - Poems about Sprats

...A sink bucket Today I forgot to buy milk, drank black coffee  it is easy to remember the past shines like jewels It was the winter of 1952, and my brother carried a big sink bucket, I was the sma......

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... The town pond was drained, revealing minnows wriggling in the residual water they milled and turned in silvered arabesques choregraphed by a rippling wind. Large ocean-going gulls descende......

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...Aquatic spirits have spawned us. Sprats and minnow are now skin and bone, krill and whale our flesh. A progenitor who knows how to hide a fish in a fish, also hides the head from the ......

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...The Pond was drained, revealing umpteen minnows; they wriggle in the residual water turning in silvered arabesques choregraphed by a water-rippling wind. Large ocean-going gulls descend out of......

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...We are of One Mind - a tentacled, ethereal monstrous mind, not inherently vicious but nevertheless prone to random acts of terror. One Mind swims, slips through your time and......

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...Wildlife 29 There once was a flighty young puffin' Who fancied a blueberry muffin' When his mother came back, She said "Cut me some slack!" "It's sprats or you ain't gettin' nuffin'!"......

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...on the menu crabs clam alfalfa salad lasagna pasta salsa with tramasalata: carp sprats &prawns parma ham jam tarts and banana flan......

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... “Now behind the eyes and secrets of the dreamers in the streets rocked to sleep by the sea, see the titbits and topsyturvies, bobs and buttontops, bags and bones, ash and rind and dandruff a......

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...Using reasoning to understand how we treat other species And what we see means their numbers are rapidly decreasing As humanity with its limited understanding keep feasting On animals farmed......

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...A sink bucket Today I forgot to buy milk, black coffee in the morning it is so easy to remember the past it shines like jewels lost. It was the winter of 1964, it was dark my brother carried a b......

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...A sink bucket Today I forgot to buy milk, black coffee in the morning it is so easy to remember the past it shines like jewels lost. It was the winter of 1946, it was dark my brother carried a b......

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