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Sonnet agin my pig

For the dVerse prompt MTB: Palinode this is a retraction of my earlier Sonnet for my pig, which was one of my first blog posts. Since I wrote that she has eaten hundreds of dollars of bulbs, two chickens, three doormats…. She has also stolen clothes and sheets from the line to build a nest, and bitten me unexpectedly.

 

My piggy’s eyes are little and evil,
But it’s the use of her snout that does tell,
That she’s the most wickedest of devils,
That has ever risen to Earth from Hell.
She snuffles and wuffles through the garden,
Leaving holes where once were lovely flowers.
I see the mess and feel my heart harden,
But the foolish pig ignores my glowers.
And standing now below the washing line,
As I hang the clothes, my piggy has come,
All quietly sneaking up from behind
and that monster pig has bitten my bum!
Oh piggy, to love you, I really tried,
But you’ll be your best as bacon crisp-fried.

Pigs can be taught to sit. But not to refrain from eating anything left outside, including doormats, tins of paint and garden beds.   

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a statement of intent

Kiddies fiddling
with piggy’s hair? Continue reading

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even more Sunday morning ha’ sonnets

There’s a pig at the door Continue reading

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elementals II: sow

Earth bound20200412_160251
and earth coloured
a slow-moving rounded hummock,
head down,
trundling,
rumbling like a tremor,
as she furrows the ground,
stolidly snout-ploughing,
golem-like in obedience
to her internal code. Continue reading

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Sunday morning ha’ sonnets

Sunday morning
peace is shattered,
without warning
ears are battered Continue reading

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a ha’ sonnet for my pig

pigMy naughty pig
with muddy snout, Continue reading

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Brittle gums II

Steadfast,
the stringy-barks
acknowledge no seasons.
But the brittle gums
have sensed summer’s end.
Their silver bark has darkened
and fallen away in curls,
leaving them naked,
smooth and white,
amongst their
rough and dark,
but stalwart,
companions.

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home again

A more cheerful, but also biographical, pig poem:

Home again, home again, jiggety-jig,
but where, oh where, is my naughty pig? Continue reading

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pig cf long pig

In the midst of the current irrational panic buying and idiotic hoarding my pig broke into the feedbin and ate 2 weeks worth of food in one go. And I thought she was smarter than humans… Continue reading

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Sonnet for my pig

Written in defence of my pet pig (with apologies to WS) when other family members were advocating spit roasting her:20200621_094738 (2)

My piggy’s eyes are nothing like the sun. Continue reading

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