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Angela Sutherland Poem
A solitary pencil line,
stretched taught
on distant snow.
Cleaves blank sky
from frozen ground.
Gives hope of where to go.
Accidental thought
creates a tree I toil towards
its trembling twigs
find only that I'm lost
and all about me
unspoiled virgin white
except the fading words
from where I've been.
Copyright © Angela Sutherland | Year Posted 2008
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Angela Sutherland Poem
I have a friend called Bob Beaubobble
who trains unusual pets to juggle
assorted items frequently fumbled
by freakish fish or octibumbles
This hobby made him mucha dinero
which he put in the bank ‘with interest’ to grow
but while he was filling in all of the forms
One creature escaped from under his arms
Unseen in the dark, in the bank late at night
It bypassed security through the intranet site
And juggled and gambled to its hearts content
playing with our pennies until they were spent
Red-faced officials met the press in a panic
George Bush sent more troops to Afghan and Iraq
World leaders drew circles around toxic debt
then pointed their fingers to the country that started it...
The slimy old salamander sucks his cigar
as he drives to his office in a luxury car.
CEO though all see he's a feckless axolotl
without any shame, just a shed load of bottle.
He's safe in the knowledge, while his bank has been drained
A huge bonus is scheduled to keep him retained
and cash will be pumped from the taxpayers vains
soon he’ll start things all over and gamble again.
Copyright © Angela Sutherland | Year Posted 2009
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Angela Sutherland Poem
First of all I would like to say
A big Thank You to everyone
Please just find a spot to sit down
Yes, on the floor, Agnes doesnt mind.
I had the chairs removed last week,
After that sit-in stunt they pulled.
No demands yet, still not talking.
Pay no attention to Cybil
She's feeling frisky I'm afraid
I'd throw her outside but sadly
There's no way that I can trust her
As long as she's under my roof
And the vet bills are paid by me
Its my moral code she'll follow!
So, relax, breathe and say hello
To the thing sitting beside you
We're all beginners here today
Nothing will laugh at your mistakes
Just one warning before we start
Names have very powerful magic
Be careful what label you choose.
Try not to change tack half way through
Or do the process more than once
Don't confuse or insult targets
And most important of all
Don't name everything the same
That will just confuse everything
Any questions? Right! Lets begin.
Copyright © Angela Sutherland | Year Posted 2007
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There once was a man from Natucket
who carried his brains in a bucket.
His container capsized
and he cried in surprise,
now what was I thinking? Oh furk it!
Copyright © Angela Sutherland | Year Posted 2007
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Angela Sutherland Poem
Bleak heavens overbear this roiling ship
As on a rail, does know its destiny
Quick as truth let loose from cast-off lover’s lips
Parts great tidal mounds and speeds her way
I recollect my precious little child
Abandoned now to its maternal care
How I will miss her innocent sweet smile
And send my wishes to her on the air.
Four black horses straineth hard in April’s mud
Their polished carriage wheels are firmly trapped.
In Waterloo’s cold soil still rust with blood
war souvenir’s, a cap, an inexpensive map,
A sword plucked from a Nero’s grasping hand.
Sent home, with mock disdain, to England's
shores, that feed me now with news as mother’s
milk poisoned by myself in accident.
Copyright © Angela Sutherland | Year Posted 2009
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A competition was held in Bulgaria
to find out which girl's legs were hairier.
The winning lassie
beat a huge chimpanzee
and a wiry old Irish Fox Terrier.
Copyright © Angela Sutherland | Year Posted 2007
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Eyes closed, I sink in.
Warm scented flowers slowly
spin surface tension.
Copyright © Angela Sutherland | Year Posted 2008
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Bowl of roiling coy
seething flames boiling over
bubbling water
Copyright © Angela Sutherland | Year Posted 2008
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Underwater blue
and still, the garden veiws a
breathless kiss begin
Copyright © Angela Sutherland | Year Posted 2007
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Angela Sutherland Poem
Bea moved her children's pool
to give the grass a rest.
Emptied, cleaned, refilled it blue
innocent as summer sky.
Squashed flat,
the bedraggled body of a rat
lay on the yellowed lawn.
Its cold contaminated corpse,
a seething mass of maggots.
Rubber-gloved, she sealed it tight,
into a freezer bag,
which, in two days, expanded, then
exploded in her bin.
A green-eyed, ginger tomcat swirled
around her neighbor's scrawny legs.
Who raised,
with folded arms against her fence,
harsh comments on the smell.
'So', Bea thought, 'how did it die?'
Then found her mouse-traps' bait all gone.
And saw a mighty tunnel had been drilled
right through the double garage wall.
A pile of dry earth down below
was sprinkled with fresh droppings.
Thin-lipped,
she poured out poisoned grain
and left a box wide open.
'Help yourself' she laughed
then locked her garage door.
Quietly doing her daily chores.
Delighting, as seeds disappeared.
Until, Day Four, she was attacked,
on entering the darkened room,
by a hundred big black angry flies
and the foul stench of mass murder.
Once more, she moved the pool, this time at night
and dug where the softest soil sat.
A deep dark pit to hide her guilt.
Five rats, three mice
and next-doors' stupid cat.
Copyright © Angela Sutherland | Year Posted 2007
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