jane solanrobertson Poems

Dinosaurs in the breadbin,
Fish fingers in the loo -
If you had to live in our house,
You'd be crazy too!
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Beneath a room
Where cherubs slept
You lay
Putrescent
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Solid strong and steadfast
But quiet and cold, I wait:
My flowered walls call out to you
To walk in through my gate.
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Rows and rows of boxes
All of them the same
With rooms and rooms of people
Each without a name
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I've had my share of lovers
Passionate or cool
Excitable or brooding
Muscular
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Through the open window
My arms reach out
Past curtains that quiver;
Where the sky is darkening to midnight blue-black.
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Figment Man
Back where you came
Whaddya look like
Don't know your name
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They met again by chance
And in a split second
The years had vanished
A polite handshake doing nothing to cool the fire
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I am sleeping when the tremors begin.
Stronger and stronger they grow
The soft wet walls closing in on me and out again.
I am afraid.
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My numbers are there - I 'm a millionaire!
What shall I do with the money?
One minute in hock, the next in deep shock -
Being wealthy feels ever so funny.
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