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Made from a photograph I took of our cat
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Made from a photograph I took of our cat
My husband had never looked livid
He died down in ourA and E.
His colour was vivid
His hair was all withered
He cried,Where the hell do I be?
I said,you’re in bed with a lady
So I’ll arrange for a speedy divorce.
You’ll have to hurry,
If you wish to re-marry.
If needs be, I shall use polite force.
He winked at me solemn as Moses
After wandering the Sinai for years.
He said,Dear I love you
There’ no lady above you
Don’t spend too much on my hearse.
Would you like me to marry my lover?
He’s gone cold waiting out in the shed!
He said,don’t ask me yet for
My mood’s on a see -saw
Take whom you like when you wed.
But first give me a nice service
Sing Pie Jesu for me!
Your voice is so sweet
It shall be my last treat.
Oh,Lord,how I deeply love thee.
I said that is very ambiguous
Do you love me best or Jesu?
He said I love both
Yet I love God the most.
So there’s not very much I can do.
He imitated a dying philanderer.
But alas it was only too real.
My hand on his nose
Almost gave up the ghost.
It froze and it stuck like a seal.
Oh,doctor can you separate us
For I am not yet quite dead?
My only concern
Is to take a short turn
As my boyfriend is alone in the shed.
You sinner,the doctor said to me
You committed adultery twice.
Well,I had to be kind
My boyfriend’s half blind.
Is that an excuse for my vice?
I didn’t want love in the garden
As we might have frightened a snail.
It’s not quite infidelity
To love a man gently
When your husband’s as dead as a nail.
Anyway,my heart is no longer alive,doc
In the shadow of death ,life is weak
I pretended to be wicked
As my husband often bickered
Diabetics make their carers feel bleak.
I see you were lost in fantasia,
While singing the psalms to your spouse.
I shall forgive you
No-one else lives like you.
You have often kept your wedding vows.
What do you mean saying often?
He’s the only man I’ve ever loved.
For his sense of humour
Cleared out all my gloomour
I called him my chicken,my dove.
The force of procreation is violent
And drives lonely women to bed.
God made us like this
As he made grass snakes hiss.
Upon hearing this the doc fled!
My lover is a man of many words
Most of them are totally absurd
When I asked him why he had to speak
He said ,I was only thinking on my feet
I met him is the staff room yesterday
He says he is putting on a Shakespeare Play
I guess it’s chance just who we get to meet
Are we only learning on our feet ?
He is wholly reticent on the phone
His silence makes me feel I am alone
So we went to Express Pizza for a treat
Are we only eating with our feet ?
He reads Tolstoy, he reads Sherlock Holmes
He reads those little numbers on the phone
He is a vegetarian,how sweet
Are we keen on keeping off our feet ?
He likes learning languages so much
We have to dream in Yiddish,Greek and Dutch
He has been to Russia. quite discreet
Are they prone to sleeping on their feet ?
I like cooking lemons and meringues
He is getting violent hunger pangs
I thought it was a hurricane with sleet
But we were only freezing on our feet
We must be creative as we talk
Listen and pay heed if men look fraught
Lord have mercy, I am far too light
I am levitating on my feet

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Images by Katherine
Already sparrows dart between the shrubs
No asking where to go or what to do
Before the blossom and emerging bulbs
No outdoor flowers decorate my tubs
The waxy flowered cyclamens are few
Already sparrows dart between the shrubs
As I watch the sparrows my heart ‘s stilled
The politics, the corrections are subdued
Yet trees will blossom over crocus bulbs
The leaders seek to force a war by will
No reflection, certain what to do
Would I were a sparrow on the sill
Will the warships move their mighty hulls?
From bow to stern they ‘re filled with bombs for U
Yet trees will blossom over tiny bulbs
The branches in the breeze sway , cats miaow
Was evolution wise for chimpanzees?
Already sparrows dart between the shrubs
Our species cannibals , can we not love?