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Poems tagged ‘Tanka’

Let rip

“Rip it up and start again, I said rip it up and start aah_gain!”

So nice of Edwyn Collins and Orange Juice,
To write a prescient song,
About my poetic inability!

He must have taken a look at my footballing prowess at the time
And – maybe, just maybe – he thought:
There’s poetry in those boots
But that messy mind
Will never deliver
Coherent thought
To dippy digits
No quill, will ever nutmeg nouns
No biro, will ever volley a verb
No ballpoint, will ever tackle tanka
And no fountain pen, will ever flip-flap “flarf”

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A Ralph Coates

‪the barber says‬
‪”I’ll do what I can”
‪straggling locks‬
‪of thin grey hair‬
‪a Ralph Coates‬

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A Room Full Of Geezers

before the match
we drop in The Gate
to find its now Legends
cheap beer loud music
and a room full of geezers

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Running The Line

running the line
for the under fifteens
a row of daisies
finding my heart’s in it
but my body’s not

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