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Home Life

Affordable

#fowc #affordable

They’re buying plots of land

in my home town

like it’s going out of fashion

building towers that reach all the way to space

most of the grand palaces in these places – rented out

to the commuters going home of a weekend

spot the zeroes as you pass the estate agents

and watch as they shove offers

through the letterbox

affordable housing? hardly

for as prices head for space – so do the rents

so for most they keep their feet planted

at the bank of mum and dad

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Home Poetry

Life in Boxes

I

They’re everywhere

in every street where there’s a

spare space

colourful boxes

with fancy designs on them

don’t be distressed

this ain’t no graffiti

it’s “State 0f the art livin'” in the “Modern metropolis”

II

Built up? Hardly

Supersized sardine tins – stacked

like jenga

the occupants – can see for miles

all the fancy landmarks

and inside the boxes – more and more boxes

holding your clothes, your books, electronics and games

III

The clothes get stored away – they’ll be out soon

The food goes in the boxes round the cooker

The pots pans and dishes – in a box by them

While the meat and milk stay cold by a box in the corner

IV

Flat pack furniture – and your supersized tv

find space in the empty box used for living

box stereo plays hide and seek

near a lamp by the sofa

V

And when there’s no room

in your oversized box – what do you do? Head

roadside to put the things out of boxes

In another box

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Life

Lockdown – an acrostic

#acrostic #lockdown

Magpies are having a field day

as the neighbourhood still sleeps

nipping on and off the rooftiles while

cats on the ground they creep

household activity – minimum

everyone’s taken to bed, for

somebody said there’s a lockdown, so

they’ve decided to rest their heads

even the stadiums are empty – no fans to follow the score

reality needs them return now – so the teams can hear them roar

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Nature Poetry

The Grove

#Promptuarium #Hauntedgrove

Haunted forest ?

a likely story !

up till now – she’d believed the tales her brother told her

not realising ,

the creatures in their homes in the trees were

even more frightened of her – and in the

dark – it was just the forest creatures looking out