Speculative

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Mr Cock Pheasant

Mr Cock Pheasant

“Good morning to you Mr Cock Pheasant you are stalking seeking seeds and it isn’t very pleasant
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Absolutely worn out?

Absolutely worn out?

We want to and will do someday when we pass through
but we put off tomorrow what needs done today...

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Which Magi Are You?

Which Magi Are You?

There are three kinds of astrologers:
those who follow the stars
those who follow a star...

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Élusive

Élusive

Now you see me
Now you be me

We are
And then
Just as suddenly
You...

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1500 verses completed ⭐️

1500 verses completed ⭐️

Well another personal milestone for me today
1500 verses in my 12 books on display
One of...

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Red Squirrels

Red Squirrels

Where have all the red Squirrels gone
They are leaving England everyone
Why have the grey...

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A Special Friend ?

A Special Friend ?

Is your friend a good friend ?
Will she be forever by your side ?
Even when you are at your...

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I am only passing time

I am only passing time

Read me
Judge me
As I rhyme
I am only passing time
Long days when I am sat...

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Her Juliet and Romeo

Her Juliet and Romeo

She portrays prurient passion with her poetic pen
As her imagery is imagined every now and again...

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I cannot love to survive

I cannot love to survive

I do want to put my lips against yours and feel you inside of me as you transfer your heart beat that...

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Oh Salty Sea

Oh Salty Sea

Waves thunderclap over the harbour wall
Rising in a raging rupture and crashing with the fall...

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CANCER IS CURABLE

CANCER IS CURABLE

C is for the checkup just a regular routine
A is the agony if anything sinister is seen
N is...

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The Royal Family Tree!

The Royal Family Tree!

Royal tea sipped with delicacy,
Tiers of afternoon cakes,
Fine porcelain, tea poured when...

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Beautiful World

Beautiful World

And the wheels of the world whirl willingly those crucial cogs of certainty
Spinning and spiralling...

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Whether the weather

Whether the weather

I don’t listen to what the weatherman says coz the weatherman’s not always right
Quite often what...

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“Those trees have eyes”

“Those trees have eyes”

“Those trees have eyes”
My friend said as we were wandering through the woods
Iooking at the...

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Megaphor

What if the myth was not our past but our present

Noah standing for the eight species of...