4/3/4 (#4)

yet another
collection
of these poems

that aren’t really
poems at
all, now, are they

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#79: spite, obduracy

the whole point of
this is that
it annoys you

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#80: a failure of words

there is not a
clear way to
say this at all

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#81: on pens #1

i don’t like this
pen but its
all i have left

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#82: on pens #2

ink doesn’t flow
correctly
across the page

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#83: on pens #3

scratching away
the paper
each word a scar

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#84: on pens #4

left the lid off
ink’s gone dry
pen thrown in bin

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#85: sufficiently advanced self-awareness is indistinguishable from self-pity

i do not like
who i am
even slightly

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#86: on waking #3

my brain has shrunk
like a voles
in midwinter

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#87: lost in a dream (variation #1)

lost in a dream
of a life
hazy, drifting

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#88: lost in a dream (variation #2)

lost in a dream
of my own
constant failings

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#89: lost in a dream (variation #3)

lost in a dream
of a world
unrecognised

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#90: bird poem #1

seven egrets
in a row
still as statues

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#91: bird poem #2

a thousand ducks
braced against
the winter wind

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#92: bird poem #3

crow flying off
holding an
egg in its beak

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#93: bird poem #4

the cormorant
dives below
gulls hover above

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#94: bird poem #5

a swan’s feather
floating past
caught in the wind

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#95: the coming end of the bird poem cycle

cat sauntering
across road
over the fence

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#96: happiness

road black with rain
heavy boots
joy of puddles

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#97:

the puddle fits
perfectly
in its own hole

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#98: despair #1

made the mistake
of reading
twitter today

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#99: despair #2

some people seem
to really
want civil war

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#100: waiting for the doors #1

phone-lit faces
punctuate
the snaking queue

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#101: waiting for the doors #2

cigarette smoke
matching breath
bring your own fog

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#102: the end of the process

this little box
is full now
of written words

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#103: a lifetime of regrets

so many words
i shouldn’t
ever have said

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#104:

a perfect world
as silent
and still as snow

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Notes:

1. Written in September and October 2019
2. The three previous collections of 4/3/4 poems can be found here, here and here
3. Bird poem #3 was actually based on a misidentification
4. And it was a walnut in the crow’s beak
5. rather than an egg
6. I disocvered this yesterday, when a crow dropped a walnut on the road in front of me
7. from it’s perch on the roof of the house
8. trying to crack it
9. but failing.
10. But then I noticed that the whole road was littered with walnut shell shrapnel
11. pleasing proof of their eventual success

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Tale #77: The Wolf And The Girl

The wolf watched as the girl came near
And the wolf waited as the girl roamed far
And the wolf pounced when her parents came looking

The wolf ate, the girl ate
And away they went together
Blood red lips, teeth as sharp as lies

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Notes:

1. Written on November 3rd, 2016

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4/3/4 (#3)

following on
from the first
and the second

here are some
4/3/4s
they will not stop

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#53: sunset, full moon

towards the sun
then turn, turn,
towards the moon

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#54: dead animals by the side of the road (in order)

squirrel, fox, fox
(couldn’t tell)
crow, pheasant, fox

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#55: half glimpsed scene from car window #1

cows in long grass
motionless
below the bridge

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#56: half glimpsed scene from car window #2

smell of burnt leaves
canal boat
scene out of time

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#57: autumn poem #1

the foliage
yellowing
browning, falling

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#58: autumn poem #2

the trees have gone
all yellow
conkers fallen

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#59: autumn poem #3

the noise of rain
without end
on plastic roofs

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#60: autumn poem #4

i like the word
autumnal
it’s nice to say

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#61: autumn poem #5

park in autumn
much nicer
than in summer

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#62: winter poem #1

park in winter
best of all
ice underfoot

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#63: note from niece (pushed under toilet door)

“david which film
snowhite or
littel mermade”

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#64: trip planning, with smart phone

everyone checks
the weather
and then stays home

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#65: slight phobia admission #1

i get so scared
(who knows why)
by centipedes

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#66: slight phobia admission #2

scaffolding makes
me feel a
bit uneasy

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#67: slight phobia admission #3

just thinking of
space in its
infinity

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#68: on waking #1

an aching back
short of breath
unfocused eyes

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#69: on waking #2

happiness gone
yet bad dreams
lingering on

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#70: day out in suffolk #1

a museum
of radar
in concrete hut

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#71: day out in suffolk #2

birdsong and waves
where the woods
reach the sea wall

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#72: looking up (perspective trick)

helicopter
and a drone
both the same size

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#73: dogs #1

a pug snuffling
and sneezing
wheezing, whining

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#74: dogs #2

this dog looks like
a huge toy
fluffed up, alive

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#75: dogs #3

“she won’t hurt you,”
he says while
his dog bites me

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#76: daily routine (breakfast)

don’t eat breakfast
feel quite ill
when i wake up

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#77: daily routine (lunch)

eat a sandwich
follow that
with cake and coke

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#78: daily routine (dinner)

cook too much food
feel quite ill
for rest of day

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Notes:

1. Written in August and September 2019

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An Absence Of Story

I was supposed to be telling the class a story
all their faces looking up at mine
waiting for me to fill the silence

But I froze
and the silence
stretched out
so long
that this
absence of story
became the story
to be remembered long beyond any
I could ever have told them

This tale of the silent man
looming
and strange
lonely
and slowly
moving
towards
silent
tears

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Notes:

1. Written on September 23rd, 2019
2. And not based on a true story
3. Thankfully
4. But on an anxiety dream
5. instead

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separations of lines

when i was a teenager
reading poetry at school
i remember getting
just
completely
infuriated
by the random line breaks
everywhere
thinking
screaming
(whining)
couldn’t you have written this as a sentence
a single paragraph
correctly punctuated
its meaning made clearer
and more concise
unobfuscated
by these arbitrary separations
Now of course this is all I have
all I do
everything I am
drawn out
and spread thin
in the hope
that the spaces
between
will hold more meaning
than the words themselves

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Notes:

1. Written on 23rd September, 2019
2. Originally posted on twitter
3. Where it makes more sense really

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