Gimbal eyed and shrugged -
at rooks caw and ravens croaked
shriven threaded dawn.

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Syllabically
­Oversimplification
Abomination

leaf litter rustle
urcheon beneath the hedge row
mother and hoglets

Croak with the raven
bluff with the crow
the urchin
the field mouse
beneath the hedgerow

Yelp with the *****
howl with the hound
and bay at the moon
till the sun comes around.

Some say metaphors are
a refuge for the inarticulate,
a maisonette for the
narrow minded.

Others, may feign indignation
at such a lowly art.
a sometimes mansion for the
oft times creatively bankrupt.

I - as a lover of metaphor
couldn't give the tiniest of *****--
in my a two up two down
with outside toilet and tin bath.

Somewhere, there
is a fat man dancing,
and behind his rusty grin
lies a man thats lithe and thin.

Passchendaele.

Off dead mens lips
fell the clarion call.
"Away up lads
Away us all--
Forward
Forward
till we fall !!"


Off dead mens lips--
fell the clarion call.