FLASHER FRIGHT

Flasher...flashes her.
She laughs...sprays him in the face
with a can of mace.

Whips out her Blackberry...
dials 999: flasher – gone!

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A LOAD OF BALLS

Helium balloons
escape her tiny hand &
leap to the skies
looking like Nelson’s balls
floating free from his statue.


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RAPE & BONDAGE

Female friends chatting
about where they had conceived.
“Mmmmm...immaculate
in a field of yellow rape! ”
“Mmmmm...bondage session! ”


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LA LUNA

The moon stares at you.
You gaze back – not seeing it.
Naked in its light.

“Ahhhh...my little sleepwalker
lost now in a world...of your own.

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JESUS SAVES

“Jesus saves! ” tramp says
everyday like a mantra
as she passes by.

Dives in front of squealing car...
...saves her child. Smiles: “Jesus saves! ”

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JOURNEY’S END

Gnat whines furiously
as it flies over Fuji
outlined against sky.

But that is as far as it goes
squashed now on travel poster.

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THE THEM OF US...THE US OF THEM

Particularly
happy today the flowers
as they bathe in bright
sunshine. Even the humans
putting down roots...just like them.

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GOING DOWN!

Heavy wood pigeon
lands on tallest branch of tree
that bends before it.
Branch descends as if it is
taking lift down to: “Grass floor! ”

Dónall Dempsey

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/odds-of-sods-tankas/