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LONGEST WAY UP, SHORTEST WAY DOWN
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EYE SPY
The day playing around
Everything shouts, heavy out
Scene through fish bowl, 4-wheel roll,
As seen by 2 feet 3 legged meat.
Legs impress Ladies almost undressed
Curbside curves reverb,
A little thigh quite high
Rear-end rump
Wolf whistle weather, tail feather,
Belly button glutton, no mutton
Well hung cleavage, provides some leverage
Snug lungs, mouth drop tongues.
Cut & dice blind mice, wiggle vice
Cheyenne walk sport, second Dan peacock fan
Cheese wire desire sparks the fire.
Ripe, spot on types,
Summer shower flowers,
Shimmer pass, silhouette looking glass that don't last,
All the while baked in big sky tides
Different shades ride their hides,
Woodwork woollen free
Fair Sex Regina letched.
(2004) Acrylic, Oil & Powder on canvas 40 x 30 inches |
£300.00
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THIS LIVING THING
In the flood, neck deep up in my head boiling red
Bleat like a bloody sheep,
No one special, no one high on the heap
Just an ordinary creep swearing in bleeps.
Feel like a crass bottom feeding inbreed ass
Salt-water drool from crowfeet, poolside seats,
Held back never slack,
Steadfast little Dutch boy nothing gets past.
This living thing is cruel,
The rules I just cant seem to chew
Swallow down system through, excrete & be discrete.
Mind caught in bone tight bondage
Meat bag, seventy percent H2O weak tag.
Spoken wordage rhyme minced up fine,
Lips & muscle zips for bottom hips,
Shoulder row, head high in brine.
Invisible me, undivisible countdown conundrum,
Maybe time its tomorrow
Pickle my sorrow peel me hollow.
No courage too leap
No spirit possessed
Just weak, full of hidden leaks,
Nothing deep, nothing to memorial keep
I don't know the day of the week,
Maybe its now I shut up & never again speak.
(2004) Oil on canvas 40 x 30 inches |
£300.00
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BEHIND THE EYE
Light blue zap & crack,
Went like some winged insect in a kitchen trap
Firefly red-bottomed face, lighted grace
Blood displaced, chased from your brain case
Neutral shift, words would be a gift, a Kingdom you would gladly give.
Eyes caught short, she speaks
Knees gone weak hands just weep,
Under the bridge ogre, Billy goat toll put in a bread roll.
Angel tongue sung tunnel vision collision
My turn arisen, fishing for some head fission
Bright spark decision, I accept the mission,
Ready to go steady slow, heady pulled, undercurrent tow.
(2004) Acrylic, Oil & Powder on canvas 40 x 30 inches
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£300.00 |
FROM A NOT SO SECRET ADMIRER
Late summer day, no hint of grey,
Just lying together,
No lies, arms in ties
Skin flesh, its delish,
Little bit of bliss
No worries to hiss or ivy kiss.
Your legless tire, running pyre,
In my mind your footprints find,
You must be an angel
Only those divine stop time,
From the stars you fell ringing my bell.
You're my reason, touch of season,
A delightful distraction
My novocaine beauty, prize extraction
You're my Lifesaver, de-fib chest tazer,
Bubble burster, my Life preserver.
(2008) Acrylic, Oil & Powder on canvas 40 x 30 inches
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£300.00
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INBETWEEN SUMMER
Downcomer summer
Grey & getting glummer,
Just a right shirt-lifting bummer.
BST gives me a dose of BSE,
PM Brown, right way up frown
HMP, HP, Thorny crown bound.
Ain't no escape from this summertime rape
Just vinegar grape
Blue Peter double-sided present tape,
A year's tomb, black & white bloom
No room to exhume, no zoom, no va-va-boom,
It's a right summer doom.
(2008) Acrylic, Oil & Powder on canvas 40 x 30 inches |
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ANGEL IMP
Little terror never in error,
Troublesome, more than some, happy tough
Nothing more, ever could I be so sure
My rough diamond, cut from my cloth
My little money moth
My little blunderbuss wonder
Lightening & thunder.
(2008) Acrylic on canvas 8 x 8 inches
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LITTLE JEWEL RED
Little jewel red
Full & fit too bleed
Look for a hoot,
Then through the needle eye try to thread
Root about the front boot, fondle skip
Scoot about the forward facing front bottom shoot.
Warm & wet you let me slip,
Light finger skip touching comfort slick.
Fingers prick reaching
Missionary preaching, mind bleaching
Up & under having parted the way asunder.
Breathing heavy muscles break, opened bevy slake
Liquid bid to dip & sip
Too flip the heart blip, colour rose
The faces cheek grows,
Eyes rise with a slight sigh
Chest bone beats sown,
Well to do, red, white & blue,
Feel free odyssey brew.
(2004) Acrylic & Oil on canvas 40 x 30 inches
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