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Sess

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Sess

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A Fox In Real Life

Sess

1 min read

“Behold!”, I wrote, “come and see,

The seven year old (obviously, me),

Who, With complete disregard for her health,

Absolutely no thought of herself,

Jumped into a pond to save a drowning fox!”


“With Such Grace and majesty

She prevented great tragedy,

Showed such integrity,

Give the girl a medal! Or the key to the city!”


The grown ups did reward me,

For my wonderfully written story.

My work of ...

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Gaia

Sess

1 min read

Your love is like an arrow... laced with poison

Is it love? or contempt? Disregard? Indifference?


Aflame, you bend, twist, burn and blow

Ignite us with your wicked glow

And soothe, your petals fall like kisses on my skin

As coyly you begin again


Spring, a fragrant siren, sits atop stone

Beside her, abundant, Summer’s warm throne

Autumn’s rubies in mysterious fathoms blaze

And Winter labours wit...

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We Will Revolt

Sess

1 min read

Rage simmers in the singed saucepans of the everyman,

Like soup from a dented can, stirred by blistered hands.

Do not boil as it may impair the flavour.


A freshly peeled newsreader delivers

State sanctioned judgement in her derelict timbre.

We’re the problem, eating Heinz by the nuclear glow of the TV,

Perpetuator of myths.

The prime minister kisses a grubby baby

With the same lips that sigh

Le...

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Angelos

Sess

1 min read

You don’t see me as well as I see you

Angelos Epithemiou...

Omniscient

Sess

1 min read

I know all things, fact and folly

My tongue etches secrets into rock faces

And makes tall thin trees curl with disgust

or awe.

Salacious.

I tell your secrets too,

Whispered harshly into pink ears cupped by gloved hands

Or kissed onto the necks of sweaty daydreamers

Who sit barefoot by lakes on sticky days.

They don’t care, they have secrets of their own,

I tell those, too,

to time and the mounta...

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The Woodland Cafe

Sess

1 min read

leaves cling like amber earrings,

dangling, but only just, from

Seen-it-all-before oak trees, who sigh

Once Tall and jolly

with flowing blossom perms

Now Melancholy,

But handsome in their autumn gloom

Confident their youth will return

Smug, Invincible, but kind

Like a snuggly grandad with endless stories.


A Paper coffee cup, retired, upturned

Seafoam mermaid nymph ebbing away

Lazy and beautifu...

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