Poems

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Red Cherry Red
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I was born with a map of Australia on my face;
it was beautiful, my mother told me – 
there was nobody like me in the whole wide world
who could trace the edges of down under

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There is a place (believe me,

            she said) where if, if

                          you go beyond

the street lights, to the lane's end,

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The night was as dark as an ink well,
For the moon had gone visiting elsewhere,
But by the scuffling sounds around me,
I knew there was someone there.

Red Cherry Red
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Standing by the river, my face grew
into a flat fish and floated off
to a lily pad, and I was lonely
without myself, without my twin.

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Spring is baby,
bright, fresh and new,
gurgling with the melting snow,
singing with the first cuckoo.

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Take an apple. Chop it into quarters.
Count out three. These represent the lakes
that nestle inside countries, all the snaking 
rivers joined with seas – the blue that’s water.

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Next door live three old ladies. 
They’re sisters, well into their eighties, 
but to us kids, they seem beyond time. 

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It is midnight in the ice rink
And all is cool and still.
Darkness seems to hold its breath
Nothing moves, until

Red Cherry Red
Poem

The moon was married last night
and nobody saw,
dressed up in her ghostly dress
for the summer ball.

The mysteries of zigomar
Poem

The phone rings
But never long enough
For the Slow Man.

By the time
The set’s switched on
His favourite programme’s over.

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