For a minute you thought
like a mythical hippo
that it was Monday.
Eat blueberries.
Yesterday’s treat
is tomorrow’s mythical cure.
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Rachel McAlpine
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Manhood
You were hammered
into a man
when only half grown.
Now the light shines through you.
Hands of glass and bone
hair of silk and sun.
Shiver, man, shiver.
You move like a river.
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Rachel McAlpine
Love bite
I might write
a poetry bite
upon your thigh.
You are my green dream
in a wistful city.
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Rachel McAlpine
Trigonometry blues
I made a mistake
at Maths Club
in my youth.
Logarithms, algorithms,
and then the aftermath.
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Rachel McAlpine
Poetry pips
Squish the words.
Spit the pips.
That’s a poem.
Not the squish
but the pips.
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Rachel McAlpine
Why you write
You write because
you decide to write
when a sudden jagged
uninvited light
bites the eye of your mind.
You write because
you don’t not write
the way you used to
not write.
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Rachel McAlpine
Listen to reason
Listen to reason.
This won’t take long.
You’re reading.
I’m writing.
That makes us
born lucky
dead lucky.
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Rachel McAlpine
A natural slip
Last night
I ate a snack
of gruyere, gherkins
and potatoes.
Later checked my diary.
That squiggle did not say
‘meeting OOW’
but ‘Tom Scott’s play.’
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Rachel McAlpine
A useful tip
When in doubt
do something
that you’ve done before.
When in pain
do something
that you’ll never do again.
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Rachel McAlpine
How do you do
Hello hello
I am and will be me
you’ll see
I started Blogging 101
to have some fun
and run the run
and if I meet you
one on one
my work is done
and if you like
my wilder poems
you’ve won
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Rachel McAlpine
Poems in the wild—Rachel McAlpine 