Pawned freedom
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A fragile peace was planned by pawning your precious freedom – despite our warning. You wake with eyes blurred, tired, yawning,and find that now, from early morning through every day and next day’s dawning you will regret your foolish pawning.
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Hope
© C A Lovegrove.
Just when despair at where the world is poisedat brink of doom for people and the world,when ranting demagoguery is noisedabroad, and insults, lies and slander hurledat innocents, along with bullets, bombs and worse; when thirst, starvation, exile vie with pogroms, flies, disease and no shaloms; then what is left? To suffer? Then to die?Pandora’s box now gapes and lies ajar;…
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WT(A)F
Image found on social media.
A cautionary villanelle on the gratuitous (that is, “uncalled for”) use of magic to effect a separation of body and soul for nefarious purposes.“I sing the soul rumbustious, from body discombulateby action most gratuitous.” The Magus was so curious:his epitaph describes him “late”(and, further on, “rumbustious”)but he was really furious. The knowledge still would on…
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Ways and memes
© C A Lovegrove.
“Where there’s a will there’s a way”; for every cliché a meme. Does every dog have his day? Aren’t they just what we all say,hoping they’re not what they seem? “Where there’s a will there’s a way” turns black-and-white what is grey – tries to solidify dream – gives every dog his due day. Proverbs are simply wordplay,earlier versions of meme.“Where there’s a will there’s a…
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Loyal and dependable
© C A Lovegrove
Loyal and dependable, they are. Sitting there patiently, waiting for my attention for whenever our interests coincide.
Some, because newly befriended, wear shiny new coats; others are shabbier, age catching up with them.
A few have shifted position; andI’ve to ramble up and down rows to find their new addresses, their new neighbours.
Old friends, recent friends, asking little,…
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Tough choice
An eatery in Hay-on-Wye © C A Lovegrove.
In the world of social media I found toxic news, toxic views and blatant lies.
In the town of books I found food for the mind, food for the spirit and nourishment for the body.
Toxin, or balm? Balm or toxin? In a world overladen with options it’s a tough choice.
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Newsworthy
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To the non-domiciled multimedia magnates and the ethics-free editorial staff who work for them.
How do you balance the lives and deaths of many in a distant disaster zone with the vacuous pronouncements of a C-list celebrity?
How do you decide whether to focus on the life of maybe just one missing child (one you’ve likely never known, and may very soon forget)with…
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Biscuits
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They’re only junked when they’ve gone stale; And if they’re dunked? An epic fail! Savoury – sweet – they must have crunch; for when I eat I need to munch!
Ain’t it cute we call it “bisskit” and not “bee-skwee”?(It’s French, just risk it!)Does every cookie –“twice-cooked” you see – appeal to you as well as me?
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Green
© C A Lovegrove
Sun-drenched summer swathes
of green fields now parched pale brown;
so come, welcome rain.
First posted 24th June 2014.
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counterpane
crystal counterpane
quilts the quiet countryside
clothes the fields in white
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very clear
One has to have
a very clear idea of them
to stay clear of any surprises
later on
Ensure the organization
you have selected prints out
and about an expert backup
(also known as “proof”)
that will help you
look into the shades, fonts,
just about any spelling flaws
and also the total design!
Besides this, a person
don’t need to
commitment
sort of collateral
in lieu of the actual
availed amount of…
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Crooked
© C A Lovegrove
There was a crooked man and he had a crooked house, and he really liked to grumble and to grizzle and to grouse; that crooked house – he’d planned to knock it down, demolish it, but the council said “You build it up, it’s time to finish it!”
The crooked man was in a rage, he nearly had a meltdown; “Why don’t I leave it as it is,” he thought, “until it fell down?” But while he…
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Patronising
Durer’s St George and the Dragon. The crowned princess is lurking behind a rock. With a pig.
St George fought the dragon and killed it — or did he? Such doubt could make patriots go weak and quite giddy. Did he rescue a maiden and liberate a city – like Perseus, it’s said, in ancient antiquity? Or is it a myth, a tale for the gullible from powerful leaders who claim they’re infallible?
The…
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Patina
© C A Lovegrove
crimson paint peeling brittle like a crumbling scab on a wounded heart
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Stumped
© C A Lovegrove
What should I write for National Haiku Day? Hmm. I’m completely stumped.*
* This, strictly speaking, is a senryu, but let’s not quibble, shall we?
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Handcart
Hitched ride on the handcart to Hell.
BIG mistake.
Short story / flash fiction first published New Year’s Day 2018
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Symphony for disgruntled audience
© C A Lovegrove
The audience are getting restless. The world-class pianist is yet to wander onto the stage; the stool is vacant; as nature is to an abhorred vacuum public platforms are to seconds spent in silence. The minutes pass and still no minuet seems imminent; no virtuosic sonata is evinced by struck keys; no toccata is yet touching the heart-strings. Where is the much anticipated…
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