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Villanelle

Turkeys, they say, don’t vote for Christmas day, With stuffing and gravy, they’re not part of the play. Their fate is sealed, come what may.Their gobbling protests fall on deaf ears, Carved up and served, their fate is clear. Turkeys, they say, don’t vote for Christmas day.They roam the fields, free from human fears, But…
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Style

Vorticism Hairdressing From ancient Greece to modern art,The art of hairdressing has played its part. With combs and brushes, pins and dyes, A hairstyle can shape a person’s guise.In olden days, hairstyles were grand, Adorned with flowers, jewels, andstrands. In Renaissance Italy, curls were the rage, Women would spend hours in front of the page.As…
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Grammar

The beauty of grammar, so often ignored, Is a treasure trove waiting to be explored.Its rules, a canvas, a tool in our hand, To shape thoughts, to create, and to command.Iambic feet, a beat like a heart, A rhythm that sets grammar worlds apart. A pentameter, five feet on each line, A form that helps…
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Winter

The air is cold, the clouds shed gentle snow,in blue shadows crystal sparkles gusty blow.Hold on now! For the spring is coming soon,the balmy air proceeds from next wolf moon.The wisdom of the world is layers deep.To let go now! To rest forever sleep.So small and bowed, and knelt on icy land, but reaching up…
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Empty

Welsh slate roof,grey quoins, red bricks.Pilasters pseudo marble. Stair risers,glazed tile decor.Window panes,bevelled etched glass.Arched glaze bars,cornice consoles.Architrave, timber box sash.Laths and latch,gyp-dust plastered.Gravel chips,aggregated.Bottle shards,broken beer cans.Ivy bay,lauristinus.Lichen moss,liverwort cups.Graffitichalk scrawl, privet.
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Clough

When dawn broke on those summer days,four giants were surrounding him,and farmers with their windrow hays.Behind white cotton grass, sky greys,wind keen, the weather’s looking grim.This top could keep you lost for days.And now a kinder choice of place,Hides a water pool with bright rim,it’s downfall fed, high wind back sprays.Thoughts churning in the morning…
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Arch

Reflecting, grandioseglass-paned arch,shuts out slender trees.Clouds disperse.Number 5 replacedrobin’s breast.Still outside he trills in a hedge. An oak tree’s tawnyleaf outlined,is stuck to rough pinksugar card,fixed with latex glue.Wax crayons, make colour stick mencome alive. Sharp pencils scribblewonky lines.Follow straight line rules,tell stories.Mind pictures of old.Sweets and stars,tea biscuits, and milkfor rewards. Make raffia mat,…
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River

Playing by the broad muddy riverside,iron steps ringing, smooth shiny slide.The old powder mill race sleekly glidesto white water power falling, foaming.Past the tea room with outside tablesand daisy-chains arranged on a lawn.Cups and saucers, reading tea-leavesstrawberry jam and cream on scones. Whirling and spinning roundabout world,swinging high and higher into the sky,to leap far…
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Gate

Amidst the morning’s gentle light, Shiny milk churns by the gate, Stand guard, gleaming bright, Their metal forms reflect and radiate. Blocking the rough and sunken lane, They hold their post with stoic grace, Like soldiers standing firm, sustained, Until their mission is fulfilled with pace. These sentinels filled with dairy milk, Endure the wait…
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