Monthly Archives: November 2013

Cows

Posted on November 16, 2013 by beckydeans

Here’s another poem I must have written between 2000 and 2011. Sorry to share old poems, but I am finding myself writing more and more at the moment. Cows I’ve always avoided them. Perhaps it’s their udders. The heavy, plump … Continue reading →

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The Storyteller

Posted on November 5, 2013 by beckydeans

A piece that came out of a workshop recently. The storytellers hands are lined. Lines upon lines upon lines. So much to read from them. Time encrusted fingers, nicotine stains. He doesn’t smoke. That is from another him. The storyteller … Continue reading →

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Waste

Posted on November 4, 2013 by beckydeans

Waste I drove miles lashed by winds to come to you. Negotiated every turn of your secret pass Drawn by the red lights of the city. And now you walk away.   The sad fires of the mind burn stronger. I laid … Continue reading →

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