Gill England

Betty Fluff

From wence you came
there you return
child of dust
Betty Fluff.

Why that's just a bit of fluff

misheard by a small pair of ears.
She's as real as her particles
dog, dirt, and that which was
sighed and sloughed from us all.

Now skudding across
the linoleum floor
The force of . . .

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February 14, 2015

The Treasure

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The Treasure is udr
The sea. Deep deep deep
udr the wotre the
Treasure is der.

Or so he wrote.

Udr. Oh drrr
Votre voiture
Dear treasure
Is derrière
Derrière la voiture
Diving, driving down
Not one
Not two
But three deeps
Beep beep beep.

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December 19, 2014

Poppy day

They head in a
hasty evening
commute to the
Big Stump over
the gold vineyard
wind-up quail
nod-walking at
speed, now that they
suspect the glow
of eyes through the
balcony rail
might really be
Something. But her
hope of a quick
kill is fading.
Soon,spotted dog
lanky and . . .

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October 30, 2014

Not home

Right now is not home.
It's more a classic
Kiwi camping ground
at the beach.
With the salty lick of a
Tip-Top summer
and the butterfly anticipation
of what may eventuate
in the flimsy tent
lashed by wind and grit.
Macrocarpas and magpies
nod their disapproval
as cars wheel in the sand.

. . .

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October 24, 2014

Two stars

One is for Mauri
Take a few
Exquisite things
And by dint of magic
Breathe. Breathe. Right there
In the kitchen. Life.
So that it quivers on the tongue
And sings in the mouth.

The second is for Aroha
Selflessness
In your act of
Creation. Hand over
Your fleeting perfection
To a . . .

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October 14, 2014

This is my flesh

For reasons unknown someone
cast from a car
a whole rack of lamb in a
clear plastic bag.
Daily we note its steady decay
crossing the road like
hurrying Pharisees.
Hoping some other
kind soul out there
Will grant the beast
a decent burial.
God of lambs
forgive them for
they know not what . . .

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July 18, 2014

Do I love you? My oh my

Right across the valley
are two peaks the
exact same height.
That Ruamoko would play
such a trick
is no surprise.
For love has the same
wild forces that
thrust up
Te Tiritiri o te Moana
or razed a whole cathedral
yet can be divided
in equal size
across two lives.

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July 13, 2014

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