December 2012 (6)

30 December 2012 at 16:10 (Poems/Poetry) (, , , )

standing at eggs
sizzling in a frying pan
I utter some lyrics
he throws his head back
grins then whispers that rude word
crease cuts itself into my forehead
there is a shopping bag in the corner
which I dare not to open
limp into toilet
not eyeing myself in mirror
with tight clipped nails that once
knew a glamour touch of varnish
I finger marriage cracks
camouflaged for years
quick bow to rinse the face
brings back a courage
me refreshed, grab and toss a shopping bag
give out for spending my money (29th December 2012)

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December 2012 (5)

30 December 2012 at 16:07 (Poems/Poetry) (, , , , )

would we be parcels posted
into the same royal mail box
I doubt
but please return to the sender
if undelivered
just call us anything
for who knows what we’re called
passed from hand to hand
start having split personalities
apart from that we are absolutely normal
lick white froth moustache from above upper lip
never finish anything
throw browned off apple cores under the bed
log online to chat with abundant friends
despise shoplifting
at base we are given credit
when time comes to bundling all belongings into a car
as to never turn
to wave or have a serious talk (28th December 2012)

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December 2012 (4)

30 December 2012 at 16:03 (Poems/Poetry) (, , , )

be careful what you wish for
he’d often shout
when they had a row
she’d shook him off
stood above wooden kitchen table
looking down on a map of domestic drama
she let short term sadness
a decade’s passed since
unpacked suitcase full of battle words
back then she knew he had to tell her
it was over yet did not budge
had no desires
like an old lady munching
in a nursing home
now it’s a bit too late (28th December 2012)

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December 2012 (3)

16 December 2012 at 19:02 (Poems/Poetry) (, , , , , )

give a small donation
to someone always looking
on the bright side
I see you often standing in the local chip shop
getting the usual order although you could have me
I am hanging about on the outside
with the frozen hope that has not yet turned red
it doesn’t last long
because mother mutters like a prayer
‘what will neighbours think?’

you appeared on TV
accused of killing two boys your own age

I am having trouble calling you a terrorist
my moral compass
cannot ask you out within reason
so ask you out beyond reason –
plenty of scenarios in my head
for me you are a boy
because of whom I cannot see
how a star starts to flicker
and goes out my bedroom window

is this letter going to be attached to you criminal record, too? (16th December 2012)

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December 2012 (2)

16 December 2012 at 19:00 (Poems/Poetry) (, , , )

dollops of jam
slide down the jar
glass halo of good fortune secures survival
who are any of us
to claim a role harmed
if world gets down on all four
with pre – paid life jacket
ladies and gents, your applause
for I am eager to please
drumming fingers flick through recipes
stretch silence lake length
I crave something with blueberries
audience tickles me when rinse the dishes
kidnaps cheaper ingredients
tip toes out with no breath signal
I was insulted by instant leaving (14th December 2012)

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December 2012 (1)

16 December 2012 at 18:58 (Poems/Poetry) (, , )

carry my stone in you
that’s what I offered
when others reached for a piece of it
I wonder where got a courage
darling, you look sick
first cleared my throat
visioned this one will work out

she turned me down
stone street began losing its cobbles
like sore teeth
you should throw the weight of yourself into the air
set an example

why have one and do the other
we ate fried food
curling tongues in concentration of next move
weightless wishes
will get work permit nowhere
I carry my stone in a taxi front seat
hunt for a flat
take up space that should better be used
for washing machine or table (01st December 2012)

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