English Poems From Moon Struck

S Sheena Blackhall Sheena Blackhall
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The Unicorn of Kings I am the most inspiring feature in the varsity grounds Visitors circle me, drawn by my animal magnetism My neighbour, the lion is a moron, he says I am vain His mane is a mess. His claws are filthy His attention to personal grooming is nil I am highly spiritual. I meditate. I am immortal, A true heraldic beast On frosty nights my breath blooms like flowers I am here by royal appointment The stuff of legends Check me out on the internet: ‘is chasing unicorns the best commercialisation strategy? ' Unicorns head start up companies with a value Of one billion dollars. There are 1,000 around the world As for the lion? A saggy bag of guts Who has lost his bite! Confession I collect words obsessively Every two months I have my head shaved bare I can outstare my cat I have a phobia about noodles. It's a worm thing I sometimes pretend I'm a horse I whinney poems My womb dried up like a prune stone Now I inject moisturizer Like NASA firing water bombs To rehydrate the planet men call Mars Ingredients of a Deeside Honeypot Tomaverie's stones look over Cromar Horses and cattle graze in the lush grass Barley like smouldering gold sways in the wind In Drummy woods, bikers and walkers pass This is the land of the earth house, deep in Culsh Folk song and fiddle music, hills and heather Beekeepers, farmers, villagers, combine This jigsaw of the Howe to bring together The Tarland Burn meanders through its heart The Cromar History Group keeps heritage Alive, with articles of times long past While shows and fairs step up to take the stage Each graveyard holds its dead safe in its lap The local folk and tourists take the air Tramp Morven, Pressendye, Tarland's skyline View Corrachree - was any sight so fair? Lake Ontario, Oshawa Cold lake water: After 50 years of separation Brother and sister Sit on a pier in Oshawa Two siblings Wetting our toes Condensing into days A whole half century Feels so good, Facing the world together Me and my new-found big brother A Highland-Canadian bear With a heart of honey Listen to the wind, it talks Listen to the silence, it speaks Listen to your heart, it knows…Ojibwa proverb Leftover in Travelodges,2022: A List Poem On a cushion, a replica of Queen Elizabeth's crown A case of champagne A lease for a Greek timeshare A barrister's wig and gown A tattooist's portfolio left by some poor jerk A wedding box of 500 lottery scratch cards A life size cut-out of the famous Jurgen Klopp If I left those cards I'd decidedly go berserk A sleighful of xmas presents A 5 foot Chinese temple birdhouse An oxygen tank And smart phones left by spotty adolescents A pristine Norwegian Ostoehovel cheese slicer A pair of working collie dogs, Hamish & Ramsey A witch costume with a hat that's pointy If uncollected, they're sold for charity Could any ending be nicer?

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