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July 14, 2021

Doubtless We Will Discuss

Doubtless we will discuss
Poetry and lust
Over so-so Wine.

Then, in the morning
We will yawn.
You will depart.
And I will smile
For a while.

No forlorn
Heart of mine
Or thine.
Merely a rhyme
And maybe,
A next time.

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Published on July 14, 2021 06:52

July 13, 2021

In the Dark

In the dark
An urban
Fox’s bark
Pierces my heart.

I maintain
The urbane.
Amongst friends.

But, in the end,
The glass is thin
Betwixt me and him.

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Published on July 13, 2021 23:29

July 12, 2021

Acrostic

Provider of pleasure.
Romance isn’t free.
Oldest profession
Some say.
Time has a price
In your brief arms.
The clock jingles.
Under the sheet
They meet.
Eagerness of him.
Some say sin.

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Published on July 12, 2021 23:35

July 11, 2021

Dalliance By Moonlight

As the moon shone bright last night
I spied 2 young women by moonlight.
I said, “this here bed
Has seen many a head.
But this rope is a little tight …”.

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Published on July 11, 2021 22:54

Parks and Karl Marx

There was a young man named Parks
Who quoted the works of Karl Marx
To pretty young women,
Who thought of sinning,
Whilst Parks he thought of Karl Marx!

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Published on July 11, 2021 09:59

Shadows of the Past

My shadow in front of me.
Leaves fall from a nearby tree.
I think of an old England
I never knew.

Is all I understand
Or maybe half-see
The reality of me?

What is true
When the many/few
Call for Britain’s statues to fall,
And label me merely a reactionary?

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Published on July 11, 2021 09:12

July 10, 2021

Ghoul

On my way home late last night
I met a young lady in white.
She gave me a wave
And returned to her grave.
And the theatre was crowded last night!

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Published on July 10, 2021 23:55

The Perfumer

I met a beautiful young perfumer
Who had no sense of humour.
They say I spent
My money on scent.
But that’s just a wicked rumour!

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Published on July 10, 2021 23:43

“The Anthropocene Hymnal” Release.

Lucy's Works and Co

Save the date! The Anthropocene Hymnal is expected to release on July 24th, 2021. The Anthropocene Hymnal is an upcoming anthology about the different impacts of climate crisis and the global pandemic as written through the perspective of many different poets and writers (including myself). Ingrid Wilson is the author and editor behind this anthology. The cover art is by Kerfe Roig.

The Kindle e-book is available to pre-order on Amazon, however I would also encour...

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Published on July 10, 2021 13:50

Miss Wood and the Mud

When a careless young lady named Wood
Got her stilettos stuck in deep mud
And I said, “get them off”.
She replied, with a shocked cough,
“Not here! In this nasty deep mud!”

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Published on July 10, 2021 08:38