Spam poem One day going through my spam folder, as you do, I thought some of them were so ridiculous, they could make a good poem. So here we are.
Kisses across the planet So embarrassing! I thought there was an element of attraction between me and a lovely DJane that I met. I wrote this in the throes of unrequited lust. Dear oh dear, will I ever learn?
No fear I don’t want to appear pretentious. No really.
I’m not even sure these words are mine, I may have heard them in a conversation with a French friend. My schoolboy French is pretty old and probably old fashioned by now. But it is an experiment, as it says.
Neighbours Playing around with ideas of structure and rhyme and rhythm.
Hilton wedding party I came across the aftermath of a city wedding in downtown Sydney once. That triggered ideas and images I tried to capture with this little poem.
Thought bubble This is probably the result of some intellectual wrangling after a pipe or two of grandpa medicine. Still, valid questions I think.
hugh wade 
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