Wednesday, 30 November 2016

Drafts against the frost

Some poem drafts that have kicked and stuck around since October.


that make hard line
fascist policy normal
display lack of understanding
and thought

again return
to the darkest of pasts
Progression means testing all with

Not fear
nor suspicion
Like the old saying tells,
All strangers are not yet friends known
to us.

Untitled - Cake?

Waste time
on adventures
collecting carrot cakes
No ordinary shape holds more hope
than cake

Exciting times coming in Dustjacket Towers, expect a flurry of posts by the end of the year as winter falls around us.

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