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The Face in the Dirt (in the Festivals Field)

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The face in the dirt in the festivals field

Has always kept quiet, never been revealed

The face in the dirt prefers lying low.

Only appears where grass doesn’t show.

One eye is on the clouds, the other; passers-by.

Never communicates, doesn’t even try.

Drinks from beer spilt and other revolting fluid,

Gobbles dropped food out of view from a steward.

A peeping tom from experiments gone wrong,

The face; never has said cheerio, so long!

It may be under a tent, where someone’s sitting,

Under you’re porta-loo with the smells emitting.

Maybe it’s just enjoying the music, the atmosphere.

When you tell people, make that abundantly clear…

And have a nice time!

Sundialling

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My feet; creased and soft, had flattened a balding patch of spikey, dry grass. What’s more, in the dying light; a magnificent faltering bulb of a lowering watt. I created a sundial. My shadow had clocked-me-late, but ever-so carefully, and was fading out (with never a so long or cheerio). The burning star descended in my peripheral, until it hung in its laziest position. Since then, a peculiar theme; as my markered profile has yet to return in daylight; now forever it seems i’m followed by white outlines that duplicate my body in play and in still; from moon or moonless light. 

Some Telephone Conversation (She Said)

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So I said wouldn’t you have thought they would of known?

She said I know.

I said, well it’s just not good enough!

She said I know.

I know you know I said, but I’ve said I’ve said one too many times already!

She said she hadn’t noticed until I mentioned it.

But then, she said, thinking about it she said, I didn’t like to say but that she was glad that I had said so… in the end.

So that made us really laugh, and then we both said, ‘speak to you soonly’ at exactly the same time!

We just wet ourselves laughing!

I think we told just about everybody about it! Anyway, I had the dinner in the oven, and she said her son had just popped in to say hello, so we had to say goodbye…. yep, bye, oh ok, oh no! Really? Never-mind, yep, bye-bye then, yeah, ok…by then!

 

Home Time Vignette

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Flow your tears
Connecting with rain
Dripping with gravity
Drop racing
Off your chin
Swerving
Plummeting down
Your raincoat
Leaping
Dangling precarious
From your footsteps
Nourishing on touch
Do upon their landing
Shake dandelion manes
Electrify buttercups neon
Daisy-chain a pathway
To somebody loved
Someone who waits for you
To dry your cheeks
Dehumidify lingering mists
Hold chilled emotions
Like a cool pebble in a new sun
Smoothed with soft fingers
Under crows feet
And umbrella
Then you disappear
In a buttoned fabric shelter
Merging tributary
Into heavy flesh of loving arms
Home time

Catchphrase

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“So you see, i think you’ve got the long end of a very short stick!” Said the man.

“You mean the wrong end of the stick!!” Replied the woman.

“Listen, you’re misunderstanding me!”

“Believe me, i’m not, but your phrase is all wrong and frankly, quite ridiculous!”

Little did he know that she was a veteran contestant and all time winner of the Catchphrase television show, and would’nt let this man off the hook easily (tragically, much later, the man felt the sharp end of one and finally had his chips!!)