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Bio Earplugs<\/strong><\/p>\n For swimming, snoring or noise pollution.<\/em> Like slipping under water in the bath, After the drive south through France, your pillow moulds to your head. Enter A saxophonist blows his cheeks into balls. There\u2019s no whine from a moped pulled Your pulse rocks the hammock of silence or you shake hands with the Managing Director or dream up scientifically-proven inventions: You smile, knowing you\u2019ll be a millionaire You uncork the gravelly engine of a truck, a plane pulling a banner across the sky, <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Stuart Pickford<\/strong> lives in Harrogate where he teaches in a local school. He is married with three children.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Bio Earplugs For swimming, snoring or noise pollution. Spearmint blue and chewy soft, they tickle your brain, let silence swell. Like slipping under water in the bath, your heart insists on its double bass. For once you hear the voice that\u2019s you. After the drive south through France, ch\u00e2teaux with fancy railings, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10063","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10063","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10063"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10063\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10066,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10063\/revisions\/10066"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10063"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10063"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10063"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nSpearmint blue and chewy soft,
\nthey tickle your brain, let silence swell.<\/p>\n
\nyour heart insists on its double bass.
\nFor once you hear the voice that\u2019s you.<\/p>\n
\nch\u00e2teaux with fancy railings, geraniums,
\nwater towers, hordes of sunflowers,<\/p>\n
\nyour Bio Earplugs. You imagine the square,
\nthe creamy stone of Loches quietening.<\/p>\n
\nDiners beat their palms together.
\nFor you, a crying baby doesn\u2019t cry.<\/p>\n
\nby string. The ghost bus floats away.
\nA white poodle mouths at the moon.<\/p>\n
\ntill sleep takes you to a turquoise sea,
\nsnoring, blowing happy raspberries<\/p>\n
\nof Bio Earplugs, smiles all cheese,
\nDelighted<\/em> in bold under your picture<\/p>\n
\nnose stoppers for olfactory discomfort,
\nanti-touch gloves, blind glasses.<\/p>\n
\ncome morning, which you are, throwing open
\nshutters onto the street singing with sun.<\/p>\n
\na metal ladder dragged over concrete,
\nfluttering voices of two old women,<\/p>\n
\nvarious onomatopoeias throwing in their bit,
\na sparrow on a wire conducting it all.<\/p>\n