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Pleiades for Poefusion

This is my first post for some time and it’s influenced by the financial situation. Listening to the news this morning here in the UK, our government’s action in allowing Lloyd’s TSB to take over HBOS, does seem to have had the desired effect, but I am uneasy about bigger and bigger companies. I will nail my colours to the mast: I blame Mrs Thatcher and her free market capitalism for many of our current problems but recognise that much of what is happening is global and outside our control. I’ve just finished writing a 6 000 word project for an Open university course on post-colonial literature, which, together with seeing family, is why I’ve been too busy to blog. Thanks to paisley for glossing the words. According to my dictionary, ‘flivver’ can also mean ‘small, cheap, usually inexpensive car’.


Find asylum far from
fricative choruses,
frowsy executives,
fledgling capitalists,
failing companies. Drive
far that flivver. Eat
farl. Escape. Embrace. Engage.

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The Attic

For the Friday 5 this week Michelle has given us: doctor, roll of film, stairwell, telephone, secret.

First they tried to doctor

the evidence. Then

they hid the roll of film

with her jewellery in

the carved wooden box

she brought back from the Balkans,

placed it amongst sawdust inside

the old tea chest

they tried to doctor

after it smashed as

she fell. The mystery of

the body in the stairwell

– too late to telephone for a doctor –

stayed a secret till today.

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Today’s words are: dog trainer, bills, beach, pie and whistle.

She leads a double life
– by day a dancing teacher
– by night a dog trainer.
She exchanges the tussle
of little girls without talent in tutus
for snarling dogs
needing discipline.
She’s good at both.
My dog remains unruly
because I do not go.

She took up Disco and aerobics
in the Eighties, to lose
the weight gained from
eating apple pie and cream.
She has no qualifications but
no one ever asks. The money
helps to pay the bills.
Now she teaches Pilates too.
When I realised it was her,
all though I’d paid,
I did not go.

I caught sight of her
walking along the beach
at low tide. I watched her
put her fingers to her mouth,
whistle her dogs to heel.
I was close enough
for her to see me
but I did not acknowledge her.

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Easter card

These are the words for Friday Five at Poefusion: gravel, straw, ochre, crash, yoghurt.

Car wheels crunch on gravel drive
– squeals and laughter –
Jamie thuds to the floor,
totters through the open kitchen door
– both hands fully loaded.

paints on her twilight face
– hears the crash.
Framed by an upstairs window,
sees raspberry yoghurt
spray one crisp, creased trouser leg,
whilst the daub of straw and yellow ochre
find its niche among the daffodils.

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The prompt words are shell, comic book, discarded soapbox, rubber soles and postcard. These words seemed to be telling a story. Thanks again to Michelle at Poefusion.

All you took was a comic book.
Wearing a pair of rubber soled shoes,
you plugged in your ipod,
walked out through the front door
and out of my life.

A month later you sent me a postcard
of the London Telecom Tower
telling me it was time
I discarded my soapbox.

After two months you sent another from
the Post office Pavilion in Washington.

Each month
I received a postcard
from a telecommunication building
at a different destination around the world.

A year later
you sent a letter.
(Well I think it was from you.)
It was postmarked ‘Mombasa’.
All that was inside was a shell.

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Abstract by haironie_91 at Photobucket

An eclectic storm

shakes interstellar space,


pulsating image

in magnificence

– phantasmagoria

in rainbow colours

inhabits the witching hours

whilst all around are sleeping.

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