Red Kettle

We have a shiny red kettle

With a shiny silver lid

Being a bit clumsy yesterday

Hurrying to put on said lid

I quite dramatically missed

It skidded down my finger

Taking my valued skin with it

Just to make matters worse

Only as I was stemming

The bleeding

Did I start reading

The calendar just above it

With the incorrect ill-timed words

“Any day is much better

Once you’ve put the kettle on”

©moonbiscuitblog

July 2018

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Persona

Which persona

Are you using

Right now?

She used to deny

To herself

Quite loudly

That she owned more

Than one

But time spent

With her siblings

Brings out

Sulky petulance

With certain

In-laws the

Mischievous elf

With authority

The rebel

With parents

The patient saint

Manifests briefly

Unconvincingly

The schemingly mean

Appears

In the depths

Of revengeful

Midnight

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July 2018

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Lines

Are the lines drawn

In the same sand

As the sand that has

The flags in

Do the lines in

Our faces

Show how much

We’ve laughed

And how often

We’ve sinned

The lines that

We’ve crossed

The loved ones

We’ve lost

And the worries

Of living each day

We have crossed lines

And lay lines

Battle lines, deadlines

And lines that we say,

Like a habit,

Day after day

The lines of a song

That stay with

Us forever

Even if we

Misheard them

And sing them

All wrong

The lines of a poem

That once touched

Your soul

That now you find

You can’t

Quite recall

But the feeling

They gave you

Lives on and on

©moonbiscuitblog

25 June 2018

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