Poem 25

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Asking for advice in a poolroom

Basking in the sun at the beach.

Crunching numbers in an office.

Crying for food in a cot.

Dangling participles in a poem.

Digging a ditch in a road.

Howling for help in a library.

Kissing a kitten on the head.

Listening to music in a park.

Mashing potatoes in a kitchen.

Praying for a guidance in a temple.

Reading a book in a library.

Searching for love in a mind.

Slinging a slingshot in a backyard.

Talking with a friend in a cafe.

Poem 25

Poem 23

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Poem 23

A bee buzzes in a garden.
A magpie flys across the sky.
A kitten cowers in a corner.
A chicken crosses the road.
A jester displeases a  king.
A juggler drops his balls.
A blade of grass grows through concrete.
A building burns to the ground.
A dwarf star implodes.
A metaphor extends into space.
An idiom strectches across time.
An idea enters a mind.
A galoop galoofs in a goo goo loch.
An argie bargies in a bonklestop.
A floosallfall floosies in a franklestoop.
A conkleberry crunks a crudledoodle.

Poem 23

Poem 22

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There once was a fellow named David Mascellani

Who decided to try his hand at poetry and artistry.

He thought that the  people he would astound

with poetry and art that is insightfully profound

But rather he found that he did both disastrously.

Poem 22

22 April 2024.

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Poem 21: At the Op Shop Where I Work.

A passing stream of faces:
black, yellow, white;
atheists, christians, moslems;
angels, scammers,schemers,
criminals, crazies, addicts;
misers, meanies, musicians;
artists, poets, deviates;
devils, drunks, domestic engineers;
workers, hobos, and saints.
a microcosm of South Western Sydney.

22 April 2024.