Poems
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Martin Place Drudgery
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
I see the wheels of progress churning away around me,
The crowds are pouring past in their anxiety,
The advertisements spurring them to greater urgency, -
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Hearth dig
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
Collection item 3456: artefact, provenance unknown.
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Careful
By Stacks Poets
by Nicky Hurle
Please be careful , love, today
So much can cause you harm -
Conclusively inconclusive
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
<<< Does one jump to a conclusion? 'Twould be messy.
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a winter poem
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
those smooth rainy days of winter that wind on,
clock stuck at ten am all day long, -
Bind us to no master
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
Bind us to no master,
o intemperate winds.
We float above the city, -
Windows
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
all day i stare at you rather than through you,
into a world behind a screen, not the world outside glass,
a world that has threads, memes, trends, likes, and followers, -
Love is a four letter word
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
What is love?
A soft kiss on my lips, -
Will be money
By Stacks Poetsby Nicky Hurle
Will be money
Discussed on this program
Metres in front -
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Limited Time
By Stacks Poetsby Kerin Pollack
With limited time:
500 days.
12,000 hours. -
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S l o w m o
By Stacks Poetsby Genevieve Osborne
S lowmo reaching arm curling curving claws around the bough
L eaves to choose choose and chew eyes droop sleeping soundly now -
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The Library of Names
By Eileen ChongToday is about finding out. Fill in
a card at the desk. Write your name
with a pencil. Print if you know how. Drop
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Words in italics are from the The Doctor’s show on Triplej
By Stacks Poetsby Melanie Cunningham
Bird calls and traffic are a good soundtrack
For the awakening bustle in the field by the railway.
Long hushed cane platters and glass lampshades see the light of day after years of quiet; -
Sun-rays
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
The wall across the way fairly blazes with the last sun-rays;
I run to get my camera,
But the change has come; night fell while I was in the other room. -
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lackadaisical love letter
By Stacks Poetsby Zan
forwarding this loathsome love note to the sultan of subterfuge:
this neurosis is a continuing nightmare you nurtured,