Extracts from Looking by JBP.
Impossible
The impossible may have its reasons
to occur
Glimpses
A conumdrum of twigs and branches.
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Embittered by frost, earth grows miserly.
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Proverb: The spirit is willing, but the legs are short.
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A Diesel tried to start, and stuck. All its teeth rattled and it brayed loudly.
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An oak grumpily consented to flourish.
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Shivering air imagines snow.
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The grasses move in faint, wagging affirmation.
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A meditation of white roses.
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Rooks kark their wrangle in the wood...
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A quiet ambience of old thistles.
Irony 1
Reduced by irony
He doubts the grace of joy,
Which vanishes in fresh gold light.
Irony 2
Irony's a law built-in
Deep in the womb where genes begin:
Man must lose so God can win.
The Quick and the Dead
Who is that fellow with the stick,
Halted by the shadow of a tree?
He bears no resemblance to me.
Gold sunshine plays some trick;
I'm held in shadowland to see:
Life's still living, though not 'quick'.
The Bather
He struts, stiff and stringy, into the sea,
Ducks like a puppet under the strolling waves
And returns to port, his duty done.
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