Charlotte Peters Rock Poems

Down amongst the terraced houses
sturdy Mrs Batchelor..
No..sturdy isn't quite the word to choose
Sturdier than slimmer maybe
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He loved them most
those people arguing at night
He heard them fight
and - frightened - cried
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Formal gardens are
the triumph of human mutilation
over exotic nature
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In 1953 the television came
A big brown wooden box
which coddled a tiny screen
behind the glass
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The past arrives exploded into starlight
in generation unaware of we
It lit the Aztec temple top
where sacrifice purloined itself
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She presented herself to the world
at the bus stop
on two sticks
proud
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Edward, blinded by her light,
slithered into shade she made.
Little Teddy. Her delight.
She, perforce, must be obeyed.
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I enter this hall to the greater good
my oath is taken
Silence falls on me but soon - as any debutante
I make a maiden speech
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On the tele
tucked amongst the news
tucked between parades of victory
as boys return in glory
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In the only way he knows
a leather Baker Boy clapped tight
across his vulnerable head
a beard to prove perhaps
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