St
Ann’s paddling pool
Looking
for rainbow fish
‘A
long dead star may only echo’-Patric Dickinson
‘The
large echoing churches’-Elizabeth Jennings
‘With
potato flowers’-Ian Hamilton Finlay
‘In a
little rockpool that reflects the moon’-Ian Hamilton Finley
Astronauts
The
very best few
‘As
in her bloom of life she evolved alone’-Paul Durcan
At
the end of the day
My
eyes close
And I
get to go away
Kissing
My
eyes close
And I
get to go away
The
breeze
My
eyes close
And I
get to go away
Playing
music
My
eyes close
And I
get to go away
I
smell the salt of the sea
I
feel the sun warming me
Eating
unhealthy food,
You
get to go away
Drinking
because,
You
get to go away
Smoking
because,
You get
to go away
Exercising
because,
You
get to go away
Getting
randy
Eating
candy
I
just wonder
Could
I have made you a little fonder?
Could
I have made you stay longer?
Could
I have been your best lover?
A
song girl – a bond girl?
Girl
in a yellow dress sat in bed of daffodils
You
held me in your arms
You
watched me play
You
put me in jams
With
milk and a cookie!
When
you use your imagination
You
get to go away
Outline
Shame Blame
Will
I ever have a nice shape?
Feels
like someone has drawn around me in illuminous pen
Didn’t
have much fun
Didn’t
get much done
I
just wanted to run
And
he turned me into a ton
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