Keep Apart Two Chevrons

Poems about borders, boundries, time-lapses, separation and being reunited.

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We Boycott the Water Ban

Cows dip their tongues through the wire curling them around unmown grass already fully acknowledged and tutted at by neighbours Poppies drop red petals on gravel
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Magic is in the word Pho

Magic, ventriloquism, soup, buffalo - what more could someone want in a poem?
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The Girl With Norwich In Her Pocket

This is an experimental villanelle, with the repeated words within the lines, in the same order, rather than at the end of each line and rotated.
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Did I mention I’m Going to New York?

It seems I am still in a mood. I am experiencing the opposite of homesickness.
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It Was An Average Week

My whole city sent me branches when, on Monday I thought I was missing out on the Poplars dangling their new earrings. No one crossed the yellow line on Tuesday when I was late by minutes

I Have a Cunning Plan

‘In Bonobo society, females form alliances to intimidate males, sexual behaviour (in virtually every partner combination) replaces aggression and serves many social functions, and unrelated groups m