Poems

Red Cherry Red
Poem

That fire, they said, was red as red as red
as red as a fox, your lips, a cherry;
that fire, they said spread and spread and spread,
faster than a cheetah or a nasty rumour;

Poem

Now we're up on the edge

and over, on the mountain

with mountains beyond. Behind us,

            in the dark

of the valley, villages are embers

Poem

I am the word juggler.
I juggle the words
like swords.
I slice sense
with poetic license.

Poem

We're floating into the blue,
Me and my blue balloon.
Over the rooftops of the town,
The brown fields and the trees
And the Downs – we're floating,

Poem

Miss Flotsam was my reception teacher.
She had travelled the world.
Brown hair turned golden
under distant suns,
clothes carrying colours

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Poem

Itty-bitty. Bat. Tittle-tattle. Tat
Shilly-shally. Shout. Dilly-dally. Out
Willy-nilly. Woo. Silly Billy. Boo!
Roly-poly. Rip. Pitter-patter. Pip

Poem

There is a place (believe me,

            she said) where if, if

                          you go beyond

the street lights, to the lane's end,

Poem

All you see is outside me: my painted smile,
the rosy-posy shell, the fluttery eyes.
A butter-won’t-melt-in-my-mouth-type me

Poem

                   ...not white like the snow

 

more moon-panther or silvery cloud-cat

with her ripple-patterns melting as (oh,

 

but she's beautiful) you stare

Poem

This is the kingdom of the Water Bear.

To enter here, you have to shrink

and slow down, down. A day

is one tick of the clock, one blink

 

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