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Category Archives: Remarkable Verse and Prose From Earth Inhabitants.
Slappy Poo Beer
This poem was composed in 1802 for a merry party that used to meet each year at Goethe’s house. I’m …
Spontaneous Subconscious Combustion
“Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we …
The Touch
The Touch by Anne Sexton For months my hand was sealed off in a tin box. Nothing was there …
Sick Tundra Head
As of today I have 600 people following me. Popping out to the off licence I can’t move for the …
Puppy And I by By A. A. Milne
Puppy And I by By A. A. Milne I met a Man as I went walking: We got talking, Man …
Bookage
I’m back on the big screen — does her finest Norma Desmond. Whilst on my Moby (he’s very accommodating like …
Interbeing by Thích Nhất Hạnh
Interbeing – Thich Nhat Hanh If you are a poet, you will see clearly that there is a cloud floating …
air and light and time and space
This poem makes me laugh, he was bob on, oh to escape the procrastinator, but it is also true as …
In Honour Of Lawrence Ferlinghetti
A wonderful poet, one of my favourites and by gum he lived a long life, 101 when he died on …
Looking Picturesque and Mythical with These Two Feathery Maniacs
I am deep in edits at present, along with surviving the apocalypse. (At least the fattened Ming the Merciless has …
On The New Year – Goethe (and his mates)
This poem was composed in 1802 for a merry party that used to meet each year at Goethe’s house, so …
On the Demented Mountaintop
This poem came back to me during this last week, promoted due to the edge-of-the-seat election (not over until the …
Dusk
Going Blind by Rainer Maria Rilke (1918) (First translation) She sat just like the others at the table. But on …
The Cock-a-hoop Ghost
The cock-a-hoop ghost I can’t get WP to reblog this, so I’m pasting it and recommending a visit to …
Sometimes I feel it is my fate to chase you screaming up a tower
(I’m late so far as the theme, I know, sue me (if you can find me)).This poem made me laugh …
Esme's Cloud 
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