Sonnet

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The Sexist

The Sexist

Someone who 'talks down' to women, sports games,
a newspaper arrticle referred to 'idiots out there...

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The Last Of The Mohicans

The Last Of The Mohicans

No one like you, whatever anyone may say or do,
when you're gone, a vacuum left in shades of blue;...

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A Piece Of Cake

A Piece Of Cake

Someone said it's a 'cinch,' so easy to manage,
all the perks, guaranteed, all part of the package...

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Thirty Love

Thirty Love

I'm winning this game, it's good when you know,
ruthless, determined, competitive, butterflies below...

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Zebra Crossing

Zebra Crossing

They're going to paint zebra crossings in a colour,
just to ensure that there can't be any racial...

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What's In A Name

What's In A Name

I wondered what it would be like, called another name,
like Valdarama, Finkelstein, perhaps I could...

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Gifts

dedicated to ....Shaun Cronick

Gifts

Heavenly Father, One whom bestows many gifts!
Infused talents, developed in human kind; that lifts...

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Charm Bracelet

Charm Bracelet

My first icon protected me from dull perception,
the belief I would be protected with magic...

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Freudian Slips

Freudian Slips

Chopin's bolonaise was rather nice on the palate,
a laptop dancer joked: 'You're not carrying the...

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The Life Of Riley

The Life Of Riley

What have you done with your life - not enough,
spent wasted time with a continual huff and puff;...

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On This Midsummer Afternoon...

Release

On This Midsummer Afternoon...( Sonnet)

On this midsummer afternoon, the wind
Is gently blowing. The leaves on the trees
Are swaying...

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Living On Your Own

Living On Your Own

They say that dogs don't answer back, perhaps they do,
might say: 'Where's my food, I'd like...

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I Knew The Night Was Coming

I Knew The Night Was Coming

Where were you all those years ago, going with the flow,
I was in heaven, wriggling my toes in white...

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Decoration

Decoration

Brian said he was going to paint in shades of aubergine,
someone walked by in mauve, the last time...

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I'm Waiting For The...

I'm Waiting For The Ambience

Response time is poor for that surrounding feeling,
flashing lights instead of soothing are not...

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My First Love

My First Love

All those years ago, of all the words I could utter,
indelible memory when kisses tasted of bread...

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Enough To Make Your Eyes Water

Enough To Make Your Eyes Water

Standing at the bungee jump was a nerve racking start,
similar ike trying to saisfy all the strings...