clown clouds
all kites unfurled
jubilance & church bells
but then she hied for good that day
or ill
fain i’d be okay
could i smile the pain away
left by my bride fae
by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2026
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applied philosophy
the humanist and the quietist
walked along the beach
and had a respectful dispute
about freedom of speech
their plimsolls were leaving traces
on the golden sand
the evening sun embraced them
and everything felt grand
they had time to puff on their pipes
about once or twice
before their wives distracted them
with asking for advice
their children’s wedding was pretty soon
and all was mess and froth
on top of that, the wives couldn’t agree
on the colour of the tablecloth
an hour of scandal, some broken plates
torn shreds of hair and squeal
that moment the phrase ‘freedom of speech’
seemed absurd and unreal
the humanist and the quietist
miraculously survived
but their philosophical views
were now very much deprived
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2024
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’til river do us part
a black river rolls its waters in state
past a dirty hut’s stoop and manor’s gate
a white nymphea on the satin river’s breast
eyes enthralled like a bride’s at a funeral fete
the young maiden stands on an old dam crest
folding a long wedding dress to her chest
a cold wind hugs her shoulders, her ideal mate
it whispers to her in feverous behest
a black river rolls its waters to the strait
aloof, indifferent, like the decrees of fate
the young maiden on the satin river’s breast
the hearse carries the bride to her wedding fete
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2018
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100 WORD SKITTLE // Frozen
Once Upon a Time, it was thought that all the Once Upon a Times in existence had run out. However, those in the know insisted that one remained, and that it was embedded in permafrost deep in the icy North where only massively bearded Vikings with prodigiously hairy balls dared to tread.
Such a fellow had stashed one in his freezer, mistaking it for a Happily Ever After that he one day planned to pull out and savour over a celebratory ale at his wedding feast.
But this is hearsay. You can choose to believe it or not. The End.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2018
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